Tuesday, November 17, 2009

It's foggy, but it's not Sintra

Grey kind of day. The temperature went up to positives, which is not bad. The sun on the other hand has hidden it's face in a cloud of fog. Took a personal day, I guess even the sun has its day. Incredible how some people can be directly influenced by the weather. Also, a big piece of influence can be the place where you're standing. If this fog was in Sintra (Portugal), then yes, that would be a good kick start to a day. Although foggy, Sintra holds a special kind of magic, only enhanced by fog. But I'm not in Sintra, not even near. I'm on the other side of the world, on the other side of everything or almost everything. The days are different and so are the nights. The sun as surrendered it's place to the cold winds and snow, negative temperatures and icy mornings. But yet, we adapt, make it livable and enjoy small portions of what we call happiness. So, enjoy: Zero 7, Somersault. Your thoughts as usual on the little white box that says "piece of your soul please!". Thanks.


  1. Hum, I have fever to tell.
    Bunch of crap - 38,2Âșc here.

    Wierd how songs really end up attached to people, even if they have nothing to do with it.
    This particular one will always be connected in my brain to your past life "Rita".

  2. It must be the fever. But it's noted nevertheless. F#ck you trully have a fever to tell. Bahahahahaaha! Get rid of it.