what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
from a testimonial that i found while surfing friendster..
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Sunday, February 27, 2005
We come from humble beginnings
and who could have guessed it
when you sit and doubt it
and things ain't all that bright
but we made it through the night.
It's like a game of truth or dare;
if you can make it here,
you'll make it anywhere.
That's what we've been told
but the stories getting old.
We started out many years ago.
No one will ever know how far we've really come
since we walked away and no more words to say
and we made a lot of sacrifice, undid a lot of ties,
fought a lot of fights to get where we are now.
Just don't ask me how.