I was so at one with the world today. Don't no why, but everything was just fine. I could try to describe todays features, but as I am in a strange mood at the moment I reckon I wouldn't be able to capture a true picture of it. So why exactly was I suspicious enough to expect destiny's rebound? It's a Wednesday, so Thomas and I rode to the Roxbury, which by the way was more crowded than the weeks before. The students are coming back to town. Nevermind... it was a nice evening although we were hopelessly lost in the trivia. About one and a half hours ago I started my ride back to Newtown. Normally it would take me ten minutes, but this time I managed to blow of both of my beloved bike's tires at once by crashing into a huge chuckhole. This earned me another half an hour with the bike on my shoulders and a lot of work tomorrow morning, not only to fix the bike but to get all the oil off my clothes and stuff. Only positive thing about it: the bike shop doesn't open before ten, so I will be stuck in bed a bit longer!
One more thing: only 100 days left till the kickoff in Munich!
