Wednesday, April 23, 2008

You're looking at a happy girl. One with nothing to complain about, nothing to want and nothing to look back on. My eyes are forward for once. Nothing that's happened before this day (this very minute) matters. All I need is a good laugh, a hand to hold, my favourite song, a cup of coffee, a surprise, and maybe every once in awhile a warm blanket to sleep under in the afternoon.