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