Archive - 25th March 2005

kiss me you are beautiful, these are truly the last days

trip down memory lane yesterday, with coffee, photos and music. im too nostalgic for my own good. winter is leaving. the worst seems to have passed - the road back starts now. but where do i go. i have to quit this job, get another job. get money, get going, get busy. festivals and shoes, summer nights - and booze.
what of this summer then. shall we make something of it or sit idly by as another summer passes, to blend nicely together with all the other pathetically eventless ones... i say, lets do something. choose, act. go on


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