between morning music sessions, red curtains, late night happiness, friends, writing, work and the unconditional feeling that everything is alright.
Royksopp – Happy up here
Peste o ora va fi luni. O noua saptamana. Decizii mari de luat. Altele deja luate. Putina “curatenie” de toamna.
Happy mood though.
Mims feat. Ky-Mani Marley – One day
“After years of battle, after years of war
It’s still hard to see, what we’re fighting for
I can see your troubles, I can feel your pain
But from all this fighting, tell me where’s the change
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again… One day
So…
One day, we will fly
Things and time will change… yah
Don’t cry, don’t cry… yahh
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love… yah
When the rain stops pooring
And the wet rug is dry
All that’s left is struggle, is just you and I
So If you pray for me then I’ll pray for you
And we will come together, all it takes is two
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again
There gon be love again… One day
So…
One day, we will fly
Things and time will change… yah
Don’t cry, don’t cry… yahh
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love
Rain down on me
Rain down on me
Rain down on me love… yah”
Nu sunt fotogenica. Nu ma omor sa mi se faca poze, de obicei le stric, caci nu ma simt natural in fata aparatului.
Cununie Ana & Blondu. Another me. I liked it.

Another day. Trying to keep a little more faith. Be strong. Hold on. Wait.
Vama Veche – De ce??
“Asa ca… nu te mai uita la mine
Cu ochii astia goi
Si mai bine invata-ma sa adorm zambind
Si ïubeste-ma asa cum sunt.”
“Intre doua rele, nu-l alegi pe nici unul. “
Another switch. Cut. 8 luni mai tarziu…
Oamenii se schimba. Cu putin noroc, se fac mai intelepti.
Some things will maybe never change, though…
Moby – Natural Blues
“went down the hill,
the other day
my soul got happy
and stayed all day”
ca replica la postul trecut, cu iz usor amar si trist, astazi a fost o zi misto. Gratar cu prietenii, un caine imens, o pisica minuscula care nu mai vroia sa plece din bratele mele iar pe seara un super concert de suflet, Hot Club de Bucharest. tot cu prietenii.
Hai ca se poate sa fie si frumos, cand iti ignori constiinta care latra la tine ca un doberman
My ex…: will never be my future again
Maybe I should…: be a bit more rational
I love…: the familiar scent of skin
People would say that I’m…: hotheaded
I don’t understand…: some things
When I wake up in the morning…: it’s sometimes dark outside
Life is full of…: clichés.
My past is…: my own
Parties are…: parties…
I wish…: I could read minds
Tomorrow…: will be Sunday
I have low tolerance…: for stupidity
I am totally terrified of…: myself, sometimes
If I had a million dollars…: I would be rich.
I am…: whatever I want to be.
My home is…: a bit far
My best friend…: is away right now
My parents taught me…: to try to be a little less rebellious. They failed.
Every day…: is another day
My life…: is exactly how it is
If I found out my ex was gay…: I’d go shopping with him
Boys are…: trying to be men
Girls are…: not yet women
I hate people who…: try to play me
Last November…: I wasn’t in love
Hickory Dickory Dock…: sure
I love it when…: I’m ok
I work…: not as much as a year ago
God…: Great Outrageous Divinity
Jesus…: his son
Buddha…: not mine
My dream last night…: involved music
My first thought waking up…: thank God it was just a nightmare!
Today I ate…: nothing
Sometimes I swear…: I know what you’re not telling me
As a child, I…: was dangerous
The world could do with less…: malice
Dau mai departe in gradina la Rox, Suzi, Raducea, Marius, Cosmin, Nenu si cine o mai vrea.