your soul is a ghost town. your heart, a sunken ship.

one of the things i live for: cycling downhill at an adrenaline-pumping fast speed and be fearless enough to not even let your fingers tip toe the hand brakes.

my bike gets used up a lot during the summer. i usually ride through the l.a. river bike path and griffith park, but someday, i'd love to run away to the countryside of france or italy and use my bicycle as my main mode of transport.

there are good things ahead. more road trips are in the works which can only mean one thing. hiking! and perhaps camping and some more bike riding...