my spring.awaiting the road feeling.
i got used to doubt. but under this mellow indolent sun thats so happily to be happy
posted by light will-o-z-wisp at
10:15 pm
Summery Wine
Contentment eludes most of us. The awful thing about us is that we are always searching for smth better. Most of the time there isn’t anything better out there, but we drive ourselves crazy pursuing it, no matter what the challenge is.
March 26, 2007
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I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre And felt the silence hanging low in no mans land; And all those Spanish nights were fine, It wasn't only from the wine; It still seems all in hand.
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