Just got back from Espinho. I need to bring a pillow for the metro. No, silly, not to sleep, to sit on. If you knew, you would understand. I'm thinking about getting a really stand-out-cover for it, so nobody misses it. And they will all me jealous... Mooohaaahaaahaaaa!
I should do so many things right now. But I stopped and am dreaming myself away to the tunes of Duffy. I always thought she was old. Like not old, but at least over thirty five. I googled her, and ohw, she's two years younger than me. Ehrm... Does that mean I'm looking old too? Damnit. No, big decision of today; I'm not, she is. Clearly. But, anywho and anyways, she does know how to entertain me in a low mellow way. Perfectly. I love when I can be a dreamer...
"I'm thinking about, all the things, I'd like to do in my life. I'm a dreamer, a distant dreamer, dreaming for hope, from today. Even when you see me frown, my heart won't let me down, because I know there's better things to come (Woah Yeah). And when life gets tough, I feel I've had enough, I hold on to a distant star, I'm thinking about, all the things, I'd like to do in my life..."
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