It should be illigal to hike by moonlight, while listening to Sigur Ros. A little too much stimulation for whatever lobe it is in your brain which controls your lathargic emotion.
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I'm David Owen. I enjoy long walks on the beach, sprinkles on my ice-cream, and puppies. I believe you should open your presents on Christmas Day, and not on Christmas Eve. I'm not much of a disciplined writer, but I enjoy jotting down ideas from time to time. So if you accidentally navigated to this page, I'm sorry, but enjoy your stay and I hope the anecdotes and pics are somewhat interesting for you.
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1 comment:
cool, i love the moon-lit hikes! Especial with Sigur Ros.
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