La vie en rose
Is what dreamers see the world as.
But is it so bad to put on rose-colored glasses
Once in a very blue moon?
I say,
See the world as a technicolour dreamcoat first and foremost,
Then pick at the colour scabs all you want like formicators do,
But at the end of the blue day,
See it still as la vie en rose,
Because the fact is,
You were there.


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Secret Garden by Bruce Springsteen, the Jerry McGuire version with those quotable quotes, rocks.
Especially when it plays with the earplugs on at 10pm with you lying comfortably in bed.
It's one of those nice moments of the day.
Small and short but nice.

"I love him for the man he wants to be. I love him for the man that he almost is. I love him, Laurel, I love him."

"This is where it has to happen,this is what has to happen. I'm not letting you get rid of me. How about that?! I miss my wife. I love you. You complete me."

I mean, twi-what again?! Lol.


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Current obsession: aromatherapy candles from Dusk.
Yes, i'm a girl and I love pretty nice-smelling things.
And even though the candles burn down to nothing in my holder, the smell of jasmine still lingers on for hours, turning my cosy hideyhole into an arboretum.
And it kinda reminds me of those Sunday evenings oh so long ago back home, running amok in our local gardens.
Back when Sundays were 'garden' days when kite-flying was a luxury and volleyball was something between the family.

Yes, studying rehab medicine is boring and it makes me nolstalgic.
So, sue me.


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It's the train you never took because you froze in the headlights.
It's the book you never bought because you were too busy for it.
It's the lime you never ate because you already had an apple.
It's the person you never talked to because you were buffered by your friends.
It's the step you never took because it was in the wrong direction.

And today I saw the result of a person taking the not-often-took turn.
And it was glorious.
Sweet and glorious.

And I couldn't be happier because I had my hands in.


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I don't need a parachute.
Hand around my neck, hand around my waist.
You're gonna catch me.
But you're also gonna keep me from falling.
And I wanna fall into you.

- parachute



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