Working a whole lot. No time to think or feel. Good.
But then all of a sudden there's some song. The songs take me back to a time that I can never return to. Back to different moments, everything else dissapears.
Sometimes I wish I could have what I want, or want what I can have. But I can't stop hoping, really.
There's a lot of work but now it's friday night and I'm gonna go home to Maia to drink some red wine and watch a movie or something.