sabato, novembre 15, 2008

Somewhere else, in a different country...

... my desires would come true.
Somewhere else, in a different country, I would start to wake up at decent hours, have a breakfast and start the day looking at the sun.
Somewhere else, in a different time, I would not waste all the day sleeping and watching television.
Somewhere else, in a different mood, I would wake up and go to a beach, suntanning and listening to the music of the waves.
Somewhere else, in a different country, I would be playing music and suddenly a kind voice would appear and a phone call would be made.
Somewhere else, in a different country, it would be nice talking about what's going on and smile.

Somewhere else... but... wait. It was today, here, few minutes ago. Thanks.

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