Sort of like a dream, isn't it? No, better.

In an effort to make sense of this world we have found that it is impossible. So lets make sense of the little things instead.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The chef prepares a special menu for your delight, oh my

Tonight you fly so high up

In the Vanilla Sky

This is your time, this is your day

You've got it all, don't blow it away.

Lyrics; Vanilla Sky - Paul McCartney. For Image Source click here.

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