Cycling is normal. Kind of. That is my reason why I am riding my bicycle. Because it is so normal just to put your hat on, grab the bike, and bring it out all the way down from the third floor. It is hot and humid outside. Early summer morning. Real joy to pedal on such a sunny day! Nature is all around you; it is so alive although I am in the middle of this sleeping city – its 6 am. Those who are not in their sleepy mode can hear how this giant city is waking up. Birds are singing, chattering with one another. People and their cars…

I just went through tens of thousands dreams. Almost all of them were colorful. I don’t even remember when was the last time I dreamt B&W dream. Those are beautiful too. I wont share all of them here, but will try to picture some of most fascinating I saw recently. Im talking here about Bicycle Film Festival which took place in Chicago. Usually I don’t have free evenings during weekends, but this event made me rearrange everything and here I am – enjoying these little gems of visual stories embracing cycling and cyclists. All event was like a dream to me – it was a meta-reality, and man, I was…