|A beautiful dream and cold, harsh reality....||girchygirchy|
Mar 28, 2003 7:57 AM
|I really, REALLY hate those wonderful dreams where you get something cool, or everything's going just right, and then poof. Lately I've been on a vintage bike kick, working with my dad's old 3-speed, a '70s Peugeot roadie, and I'm trying to buy an old Mongoose mt bike from a friend.
Last night, I dreamt that I took a normal trip to the LBS to look around and chat, and noticed a beautiful blue classic Serotta with Campy drivetrain in the back. I don't even know why it was a Serotta...I know nothing about them other than the fact I've heard the name on here.
So I asked John, the owner, some questions about it. He said he was selling it for $50, but he would give it to me for $20. Holy $%#&. Needless to say, I was then the owner of a gorgeous '70s Serotta in my favourite shade of blue. Words cannot express how happy I was.
Then I woke up....I almost started crying.
|re: A beautiful dream and cold, harsh reality....||NewDayNewWay|
Mar 28, 2003 6:46 PM
|I picture myself biking down mountain roads every night while falling asleep. You might think my wife would think that I was nuts, but she's been married to me long and knows better. This underscores how much I love biking. I hope there are bikes in heaven.|| |