Letters from May

I’ve decided to start something new. For all of you who are interested, you’ll have to look no further than above to find me.

I guess this is goodbye, for now.

One word.

Quit.

Fuck Palouse.

Birdie, birdie, birdie. Thought I saw glimpses of you last week, but it wasn’t you.
Still trying to believe.

Recovery mode on.

Hello Helicopter, Are You Here To Stay?

Everytime I ride by that place, I blow it a kiss.

I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day.

Sleepy.

Now that’s a thought.

Although right now, all I want is for my friends to come back because I miss them like hell. Val’s back tomorrow so hurrah. June will be here in a few weeks, hopefully we can have our beach getaway. I do need a holiday of some sorts.

It would be nice… eventually. Just not now, I reckon. Next year, next year.

Tan Hong Ming FTW!

Love, love, kiss, kiss.

Photo by Bum Ariffin.

Happiness comes in the form of a fixie. I’ve been riding the last two days. Ferociously.

BEST TIME OF MY LIFE, BY FAR.
Go my Vigo to go, Crank Arm Steady, baby.