remiding myself to name my kid Noam

You're So High

listening to Grand Island makes me go back in time

to my cyclingexperience

i get flashbacks

that reminds me how brilliant it all was

stepping down the pedals like crazy, and being completely absorbed in both the music and the beautiful nature on a sunny day. with my hanger. on the E6. singing along if i had enough breath left.

i truly miss that feeling. i must certaintly chase it again, soon.