Date: Thu, 9 Feb 1995 08:28:04 -0700
Title: null

The three year old was throwing another tantrum. The cat threw up on the
carpet. Another beautiful day with white fluffy whipped cream like clouds
in the sky and sparkling sunshine flooding all outside.  These dreams
pervaded her consciousness and unconsciousness, sleep and waking hours.
Alarm clock, "whack it off," darkness again and silence.  What woke her?

"I've reached breaking point," She snapped.   8-)

She wanted to ride Harley. She knew she had to face work and a new
boss but it was, both in her dreams and this morning, literally
glowing outside.  She remembered that Harley was at Bikers, and so
was Oscar. She must go to work because of the bulk of messages and
phone calls awaiting her. Maybe on the way to work she would stop off
at Bikers and pick up Harley.  Maybe not. Oh, to float on Harley...
and remember those 'good old days'.

vel.le.ity \ve-'le--*t-e-\ n [NL velleitas, fr. L velle to wish, will -
   more at WILL] 1: the lowest degree of volition 2: a slight wish or tendency
   : INCLINATION.

don't snap.  don't break.  hang in.  hang out.

Hope your day is ... interesting (as the Chinese curse goes).

love ya,
d.