The adrenalin rush as I see the ground speeding towards me and just when I think I am about to crash, I get hauled back as if by an invisible hand grabbing me from off the threshold of death and then swinging me into a movement that exhilarates my soul, makes the blood rush through my veins and my heart beat faster than it ever had as if I were given wings and a feeling of weightlessness akin to being suspended in space, the breeze blowing through my hair matching the speed of my movement, the sun hitting my face each time I come up, with a perspective of the earth rarely seen by any living being except by those that rule the night...
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As usual, I was wide awake at midnight and decided to see if they have something interesting on TV (which unfortunately has only 4 channels ... -
Eversince I woke up this morning, I've been itching to write this post!! There is this song that I'd once recorded from the FM, henc...
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If I sleep, I either sleep like Rip Van Winkle Or I don't If I sing, I either sing like a nightingale Or I don't If I paint, ...
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Hey! Visited your blog through the Before Sunrise post, and I've written a comment there. But after that, I actually ended up reading all your posts. :-). And found them very interesting. :-). I've even added the link of your blog in the list of my favourites in MY blog. Hope you don't mind. Keep writing. :-)
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