The Flashback !

It was a race, a race with myself, a race where the wind was talking to me as if chanting a secret mantra, It was the speed, it was the motion, it was the sound of the engine roaring to the max it could hit, it was the push of the accelerator, it was the constant uncomfortable vibrations of the seat floor, i knew it was Rachel, the one that had been there for the last 3 years, the one that i had the best memories off, the one that had been abused from every corner, the one that had not disappointed me ever, the one in the backseat night at DIAC,

It just ends there, a dead end, a place where i dont want to ponder about - Black Screen !

Blackberry hits the BBM tone ........................... It was a dream