It's 7.10 in the morning. Jimmy by Of Montreal on repeat.
You know that feeling you get when you are going away and your tummy goes all funny? Butterflies right? I think I have that. I need to be at the airport in a couple of hours and I am yet to pack. I'm finding all sorts of excuses to not get out of bed. Chances are, I will probably forget to pack something very important but what the hell. It will not be the end. In under 24 hours, I will still find myself traipsing from one medieval village to another.
Found this..
There is something very romantic about traveling. A più tardi x
ps. thank you winsy and witchelle for the breakfast =)
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