Monday, 17 August 2009

a private kind of happiness.

Strawberry Gales is lethal. I don't remember the last time I got carried to bed and undressed fast asleep.

So today was slow, but brilliant. What's with this weather? So lush. I made time to lay on the grass in the sun for a bit.

I had my first shakeaway - Peanut Butter flavour. How amped!

I saw a man cycling with a chandelier on his handlebars. Amazing.

I laid in my bed watching the sun go down in the evening. One of my favourite things to do in the world. I listened to a certain song that really got me thinking. About what I want, what I need, what needs to change.

"You surely, seeing I am a bowl of kisses
Should put your mouth to mine and drink of me."

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