Zonceras sin recuerdos
Cuando y por qué motivo escribí lo siguiente, no tengo la más remota idea:
"I want to be a rock star, I want to be admired not for my beliefs but for my incredible fashion sense, I want to walk the streets of Philadelphia with a guitar on my back and an old Chevy by my side, I want to swim in a pool in Antarctica, I want to see sharks mate, I want to dance to the odd slow rhythms of an old Hungarian tune, I want to climb a small mountain that is not Mount Everest, I want to read Portuguese and speak it in Patagonia, I wan to fly into Buthan with a helicopter and lit fireworks, I want to…"



0 Comments:
Publicar un comentario en la entrada
<< Home