For some reason I fell into the gallows of my own emotions.
The soulful voice of James Morrison is my only company at this hour, coupled with readings from a friends blog.
For I cannot remember the last time I spent such a substantial amount of time , reading off a blog.
It's the way people cope with their emotional loses that intrigues me, I find myself transported back to a space in time...
Sometimes I wished I was wendy in peter pan, or alice in wonderland. I'm a huge burton and depp fan, and I reckon the only anti-aging methodology is to have dreams, gun for them, and believe that disneyland is still the happiest place on earth.
