OK, my previous rant was way too long and mostly about, well not so merry stuff! But I’m not depressed or sad or anything. It just felt really good letting all of that out. I’m seeing my friend Oana after work and we are going to have a cool long walk as we used to…
If anyone dares to not believe that I studied, I have these bunch of ink stains on my T-shirt to prove it!
“Running, running alone
Waiting for you to come home
Crying, smiling alone
Waiting for you to come home” – Morandi
I am waiting for someone to come home: it is not a person it is the idea of having someone to come home to. Speaking of which, what is going on people? Everybody around me is getting married! Are people my age too mature or am I too immature?
“I’m just a wandering soul
Waiting for someone to take hold
And I’d choose not to love you
I’ve been here too many times before”
This week’s favorite music: Depeche Mode, Morandi, Queen, Joe Dassin, Red Hot Chilly Peppers, Robbie Williams and Tchaikovsky.