Well I'm glad to see an end to that week. I finally shook things off with a well made negroni. Thank god for the medicinal charm of sloe gin. A wonderful dinner and company also helped, with background music that was just like music on my playlist (it isn't everyday you get to tap your feet to Dinosaur Junior at a fancy restaurant, let alone sing out loud to Siouxsie and the Banshee's Hong Kong Garden while using the bathroom).
But if I were honest - the real turning point was driving home a bit too quickly over a beautifully lit bridge, with all the lights reflecting on the lake. Playing this really really loudly.
Deacon Blue - Real Gone Kid*
* I refuse to be ashamed
But if I were honest - the real turning point was driving home a bit too quickly over a beautifully lit bridge, with all the lights reflecting on the lake. Playing this really really loudly.
Deacon Blue - Real Gone Kid*
* I refuse to be ashamed
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