Friday

Cycling in the night. So much things to see. Actually not much. But I do see some interesting people.

The same genre of interesting people that never failed to capture my attention during my train journey.

And I was quite close to the perfect meaning of being in the right place at the wrong time. So close that I actually think it sucks.......



Do you think someone can be tied down by his past and that became a barrier, or some kind of restraint that prevents him from moving on?

Ok totally nonsense.