Sunday, June 10, 2007

That horizon you'd created for me - there are days, I'm weak and I'd kill to get it back.

There are days, I allow my mind to tweak that scenery - because I've had more than my share of drama and I just want something simple, something easy to soar on, sitting on my cloud.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Too much depression on a Sunday morning isn't healthy for you my dear.

Still up for some blading later on?

I'm thinking of going beaching this afternoon. I'll call you about coming with, but I need to go to the laundromat first.

À tantôt.