swing

There's a nice change of music playing in this patio cafe, overlooking the mountains. And across the town of split-brick buildings with shale-rock roofs, there's a simple playground with a metal slide and a 2-swing set. There's a little boy standing on one, his hat matching the bright yellow bar holding the swings, giving that thing all he's got, going so hard the chains keep buckling, the board going completely vertical so we can see its full underside.

And the modern indy waltz piping through the speakers matches his stride perfectly, putting him in a soundtracked movie.

I love life.