“the world is in your hands or it’s at your throat”, croons Jules
as I type type type away at a music blog which people read across the globe:
in New Zealand, Sweden, and Colombia.
with my daily posts,
and my ramblings about our favourite band, The Strokes
I see that my passion for life is constantly fueled not only by impromptu
late night sessions of trying to teach myself Latin
or my boxes of notebooks filled with subpar writing
(which is nonetheless genuine and close to my heart)
[[written in various alphabets and oft inspired by old films with English subtitles]]
but by the daily reminder that
la vita is indeed dolce.
as I indulge in the world’s most popular drink (thé)
I smile and remember the sticker which proudly decorates my vehicle
(more versatile and abundant than Japanese-made cars):
“think globally, bike locally”
PS
holy crap:
Julian Casablancas - Phrazes for the Young from RVCA on Vimeo.










