shot of joy down your mountain, 01/03/2019

zipping down the mountain, a dark spot moving fast amidst the white, the sound of snow being quickly ground, the only "next one to three seconds" mattering. all other internal dials and levers set to "not care". unburdened, risen high on the wave of adrenaline. sharp, cold intakes of oxygen, a brain thrumming with activity, a body relaxed, a spirit laughing, all centred in one thing: "how fast can I go with perfect balance?"