I'd rather be inside than out there.Smell. the air is filled with cinnamon, humid particles, dust and cardemomme. eyes playing with the fire, the shadows on the floor, the look in her eyes, the movie churplin' on in the background.
Listen. dylan's squeeky, woody voice in the distance. cinnamon and vinyl. listen for what you can see, look for what you should be able to hear.
Ohh, here it was! Mm. Etter å ha lest dette så er det berre å lukke augane og reise fram og tilbake i tida på ein eigen robåt. ;)
SvarSlettI'm sorry I can't understand what you've wrote, but a qualified guesser told me your language is Romanian(?) I do however understand you found it interesting(?) and I thank you for that:) c
SvarSlettMaria:D åå, takk. hope you'll enjoy the rest også;) skal vi reise sammen? jeg oppholder meg for tiden rundt 1900.