The Official Guide To Life™
or something like it
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I Feel Pretty
you're 9, or 10, your heavy school bag stashed away in some corner with your white school shoes and socks.
you're mashing buttons happily on the Nintendo console.
your heart is pretty much bursting with happiness.
you hear your dad's car drive in.
you unlock the door, with this huge grin on your face.
did you get me something?
candy, colouring pencils, a red ferrari. it doesn't matter. its something
I've often wondered where that man has gone to,..
recently i've begun to wonder where that child has gone.