It rained, stopped, rain, stop, rain, stop, rained and then stopped again, like a girl who can't decide whether she or not she's buying the dress with the purple polka dots. Everywhere you went, it was wet and squishy, you had to be careful not to step on the grass and get mud all over your feet. The good thing was the cool weather, it feels like christmas already with the decorations already up in many places.I finally got my Japan Rail Pass today. I still find it hard to imagine I will be in Japan next weekend!
if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
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