Sunday, October 05, 2003

You know, I waste most of MY time surviving.

As this fine Sunday ends I realise that what I want, what I´ve always wanted, all that I´ll ever BE wanting is to sit in an old Berlin or Parisian café in late October - carrying on my person only very little money - and gaze into the eyes of my love and wanting that moment to never end. Ever.

I should stop listening to old records.

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