the verdict is that i am not going to see patti smith tomorrow night. i feel a lil bit sad about it but hey, i saw the libertines live, which is something i’ve never dreamt of, so i guess i can’t have it all! i am just a such a gig addict.
"people like to wear bright colors these days"
"i don’t have any bright colors"
my sister is now genuinely happy, because she found a tube of indian yellow and the color is just “too pretty”
feelin’ good today
i mean, i still love prague, but i don’t feel it anymore. the need for quick pace and rush and energy. i love the city i do, but today i found myself looking for peace and quiet so i can just read my book and think and not be interrupted by a distinct girly laugh. maybe that’s the reason why i didn’t pursue going there in the last two months.
someone let’s go backpacking with me will you ??? play hide and seek in dark forests and pretend we are indians around the fire ???
so tomorrow i will go to prague. i have no-one to meet there. so i will just sit someplace nice and draw, listen to music, read or daydream. yup. i cannot be at home any longer!