Today I'm going to Alla Pugacheva concert. You know, dreams of idiots do come true every once in a while. Could you believe it?
Now all is left is to meet JRM. Another nineteen years of dreaming?
I'd like to think that if there is happiness for one, there must be happiness somewhere for all. And I don't mean that you should just expect it to be handed to you, but by some trick of events, you accidentally pick it up on the way. You can't purposefully make it appear. It just does. And I don't want to hear about this bullshit that happiness is fleeting. That can't be true. Happiness is permanent once you reach its true form because true happiness alters outlook on life. True happiness is the heart-shaped glasses.
Now all is left is to meet JRM. Another nineteen years of dreaming?
I'd like to think that if there is happiness for one, there must be happiness somewhere for all. And I don't mean that you should just expect it to be handed to you, but by some trick of events, you accidentally pick it up on the way. You can't purposefully make it appear. It just does. And I don't want to hear about this bullshit that happiness is fleeting. That can't be true. Happiness is permanent once you reach its true form because true happiness alters outlook on life. True happiness is the heart-shaped glasses.