ligger i sängen. tittar ut då och då. solen skiner och himlen är sådär disigt blå.
härligt. jag ska nog snart kliva upp och ta tunnelbanan till jobbet. blir nog inte där
alltför länge ändå. vill nog strosa lite på stan också. kanske. eller kanske inte ändå.
jag vet inte riktigt.
vaknade kring fem i morse av ett sms från sean. så fint.
"i just got home from an almost perfect night. i wished for you so much.
i'm so excited for you to be home so nights can be perfect again."
(dör lite nu).
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lying in bed. looking out now and then. the sun is shining and the sky is
light blue. so nice. i think i'll get up soon and take the metro to work.
but i don't think i'll stay too long. i want to walk around downtown also. maybe.
or maybe not. i don't really know.
i woke up around five this morning from a text from sean.
"i just got home from an almost perfect night. i wished for you so much.
i'm so excited for you to be home so nights can be perfect again."
(i'm dying a little bit right now).

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- 25 year old long haired girl, living in vancouver (canada), love creativity and cinnamon buns, photography, sunshine, family and friends and bicycles.
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