Sometimes I want to be a child again. That first me – mostly instinct, there to play and play, full of life and promise and that feeling it will never end, of immortality in hand, his little hand that’s not my hand, but I remember.
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Sharing the moment with my friend Vesso Ovcharov, 15km NW of Pazardzik.
As this tandem season is starting, I remember the last one – in Norway.
Let’s go fly, people! As the song in the video goes, “Kiss your fist and touch the sky”.