Saturday, October 6, 2007
What I aspire in life? Running as fast as I can until my lungs burst into beautiful dry flames and I collapse onto a pile of soft leaves. As air whistles past my lips while I desperately gasp for air , the lyrics from Taking Back Sunday's Make D@#% Sure glide through my mind. I lie on the ground as my chest falls gently up and down and close my eyes to the blur of blue skies and wispy clouds,and I drift into a sleep of hazy golden hues and the chirruping of cricket's legs.Wonderful.