If you wanna know the politics of hell... ask the devil.
A blog about life, love, poetry, biscuits, my bohemian wanderings in Coimbra and other stuff of no particular interest.
All sprinkled with sincerity, humour and a LOT of red red wine.
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Friday, 13 March 2009
Questioning life and time with friends...
Of course it seems that I'm with Aimee for longer, far longer.
I, myself, have been going out with her since the begining of times! Or possibly since last week, it's hard to keep track, because the passion is all there, I need her every second of my life. Since ever and for ever! It feels like forever and yet not enough.
Because how are you supposed to measure time with the woman that you want to spend the rest of your life(s) with? What would make sense? Light years? Centuries? Nanoseconds? Miles? Parsecs?
I, myself, have been going out with her since the begining of times! Or possibly since last week, it's hard to keep track, because the passion is all there, I need her every second of my life. Since ever and for ever! It feels like forever and yet not enough.
Because how are you supposed to measure time with the woman that you want to spend the rest of your life(s) with? What would make sense? Light years? Centuries? Nanoseconds? Miles? Parsecs?
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