a moment of glory

I rode my bike down Smiley Heights Road yesterday. The sun was setting over a couple of trees with their fall leaves. A thought went through my head, and I shot my arms up in the air - like I'd just won a race. I think some sort of joyful sound was even escaping the big smile on my face. I rounded the corner and found myself face to face with a man riding his bike up the hill, pulling a little kiddy-trailer behind. He just started laughing at me.

Then I caught a bug in my mouth.