Talking with angels

I am so heartbroken, sad and devastated. I can’t sit on the bike anymore without crying since Privi died.

It’s not fair… why does God take the most beautiful souls away…

I have never met anyone who loved living as much as you did. Your pure energy and emotions, your damned smile, you made an impact on every single person you met. You deserved the most wonderful life.

You were the type of person that would make everything for the love of the sport. After the training you would have the legs upright for the rest of the day if you didn’t have anything important to do. That’s why I was so happy when I have finally seen you made it at the Istrian Spring this year. I know what you’ve been through and I know what it means. I have always admired you, as a friend, but mostly as someone to keep on chasing ‘cause you were always a step ahead.

At the moment, I hate this sport more than anything. I feel like my mom’s worrying about me so much whenever I sat on the bike is completely justified. I know that you would want me to continue but at the moment everything seems pointless.

This world was a better place with you in it.

I love you Privi and I miss you so much.

Fly high my friend. Take some KOMs up in the clouds…