...tasted:

pink. Or so...

Do you know that feeling? A day like chewing gum, it stretches and stretches and nothing seems to happen. But you want to make things happen... Anyway.


Getting up, dutifully sitting in the office shoveling papers from a to b, dutifully sitting on the sofa preparing picture cd for the meeting, dutifully sitting in a meeting for preparing an event on october, dutifully sitting on the sofa... and falling asleep while watching crime series.
But I guess I shouldn't complain, nothing would mean at least nothing bad?
And really nothing? I had to smile... That's a beginning.


And sorry for the link. Childhood memories. Had that tune stuck in my head when I opened the chewing gum. Awful that you can find really all on youtube. It will never leave my head again...