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Tuesday, November 09, 2004

I feel a rush of happiness; the vague discontentment is washed away by the pouring rain as the nightingale sings "i feel so gay in a melancholy way, that it might as well be spring...i keep wishing i were somewhere else.. walking down a strange blue street.." Rainy days and jazz always make me smile.

All i want now is a cup of hot chocolate to warm me as i plod along with work. :) Cheers darlings.

posted by voyeur @ 11/09/2004 04:02:00 PM