What I really miss
Know what I really miss at this very moment?
Cycling.
Yeps.
Miss the simple lifestyle of living a day at a time. Of not needing to care about tomorrow, the next week or the year after simply because there isn't really anything to care about. Just you yourself, the cheapo hut that you're going to stay in and the equally clown-like cheapo friends.
The endless new things to see everyday. The road that stretches through the horizons. The new scenery every time you round a bend. The hot 5-minutes pit stop at anywhere, smelling the asap coming out of the lorry passing you.
The hardship. The physically exhausted body mix with the near euphoric feeling upon arrival at end point. The sweat. The suicidal feeling I have before REALLY embarking on my suicidal trip. The huge beg that leans heavily on my back.
The conversation with friendly strangers(notable interesting ones will be an advice on how by just riding your bicycle parasiting on the slipstream of some super fast car travelling at over 110km/h, you'll be able to reach KL from Ipoh in a zip)
The wolf whistles aimed at the rhino.
Cycling.
Yeps.
Miss the simple lifestyle of living a day at a time. Of not needing to care about tomorrow, the next week or the year after simply because there isn't really anything to care about. Just you yourself, the cheapo hut that you're going to stay in and the equally clown-like cheapo friends.
The endless new things to see everyday. The road that stretches through the horizons. The new scenery every time you round a bend. The hot 5-minutes pit stop at anywhere, smelling the asap coming out of the lorry passing you.
The hardship. The physically exhausted body mix with the near euphoric feeling upon arrival at end point. The sweat. The suicidal feeling I have before REALLY embarking on my suicidal trip. The huge beg that leans heavily on my back.
The conversation with friendly strangers(notable interesting ones will be an advice on how by just riding your bicycle parasiting on the slipstream of some super fast car travelling at over 110km/h, you'll be able to reach KL from Ipoh in a zip)
The wolf whistles aimed at the rhino.
decreed by ngiam at 7:47 PM
1 Comments:
your majesty,
it's nice to read this post. it reminds me a lot about our cycling trip..i am feeling a bit down now, but reading your post leave a smile on my face.
see u in 3rd wk of dec for our marathon karaoke;p
regards,
june
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