its all in the details.
#1: feeling the cold breeze gushing against my entire body, tiny droplets of puddle water splashing over my legs, passing by the suddenly empty and lifeless streets, all added with that adrenaline rush of cycling as fast as you can down a slope with 2 crotch-hurting bumps ahead, accompanied with little water sprinklers from sky.
only to get home and realise your hair smells like longkang and your crocs are mud filled inside and out.
now thats what i call, TEMPORARY SATISFACTION.
"I love it man. Feels good to do this once in a while.
Simple Pleasures are Life's Finest Treasures."





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