Think of all you would have missed if not for the journey, and know that the true worth of your travels lies not in where you come to be at journey's end, but in who you come to be ALONG THE WAY.
Monday, February 27, 2006
riding downhill.
when you're riding a bike downhill in the dark it's almost like you're floating. you're not even really there... you could be anywhere really. tonight i was in italy. i was riding down the hill overlooking Florence near Piazza Michaelangelo. all the cars that passed below were of course mostly Fiats, Ferraris, Peugots... it was summertime because it's always summer in Italy. it felt a bit foreign, but definitely beautiful and breathtaking and, well... airy.
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me too, probably my right and my left... johnathan sahar just left for italy yesterday, maybe that's why it was on my mind.
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