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If my life does not go according to plan in relation to University and what not. I think that I would be just as happy being the man there. Selling paintings in Paris on the side of the street. While it may not be high paying, seeing the many faces of people walking past and being in a beautiful place would be joy enough. Occasionally I would buy a loaf of bread and some boysenberry jam to eat.
Or perhaps the lady with the warm jacket. I wonder where she is going?
The band not the city.
So while many others before have mentioned the beauty that is Beirut I need to add my adoration. Zach Condon makes me sway as his polished, rustic melodies float through the air into my ears. He reminds me of carousels and circus tents, the driving force behind a new found inspiration. Yes, this is music, how I like it to be.
The music over rules the fact that this clip might not be the best quality. Sway side to side and run off with the Gypsy living at the docks.
Christmas has come and gone. New Years has come and gone. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
I thought about looking back at 2008, and then I thought about 2009 and all the things that will come with it. The more I thought the more I decided that I didn't particularly want to do either. Right now I'm enjoying my dream world too much to leave it. But for the sake of remembering later, a quick list of what happened last year: - I woke up and went to school
- Pierced my nose
- Was rather ill
- Cut my hair off
- Fell in love with vintage dresses and teacups (oh no wait, that was my entire life)
- Missed friends and found them again
- Received a telephone call
Next year I hope will be full of nice things, nice people, picnics and dresses. I hope that also that I don't put holes in all my stockings. For that to happen I might need to stop being so clumsy. No. That won't happen.balloonsAnd to finish, this is what I am currently dreaming about: Carousels and Balloons.
'I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same.'I like the song that the above line is from. Beautiful, passionate and a wee bit sad.
I was listening to Simon and Garfunkel just before. I rather do adore the line "I prefer Boysenberry more than any ordinary jam. I'm a 'Citizens for Boysenberry Jam' fan." I have never tried Boysenberry Jam though. I will one day.
I think it would be nice to have such a lovely table cloth, that might just be a subtle Christmas hint. I promise to look after it very well, and I will keep all gluing activities far away. Unlike tonight when I had the sudden creative urge to make some Christmas Baubles and ended up gluing the carpet together. It was not intentionally, these things happen. It did serve as a reminder that I must hop to it and clean my desk up.
Note to self. You cannot maintain a blog.
I'd much rather be lying here, in a pretty dress, with the sun and the clouds.
Photo by coquinete