March 23rd, 2010.

I roll down the hill today, pavement over and under concrete, balling up with my now dirty clothes.
The flower colours roll with my head, periwinkle stars and My Little Pony purple bunches.
It's dazing and refreshing as I bundle out of myself, through a well executed summersault and out onto the cobblestone walkway.
Holly flowers in bloom, dispersed amongst their prickly leaves. I float through, over the wood chip pine hill and down yonder.