White Dream Chapter 7
The taxi stopped next to the airport, but I still needed to bring my suitcases upstairs. I don't know what I putted in them, but they were so heavy. Finally, I'm in.
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The taxi stopped next to the airport, but I still needed to bring my suitcases upstairs. I don't know what I putted in them, but they were so heavy. Finally, I'm in.
Dear whoever is listening, Sorry it's been so long but I have been very busy. We are in Sunderland at the moment visiting Bryan's family.
I'm going on a road trip. The windows are down. My hand rides the air. My hair flies around. My smile is on. It's not going to budge. I turn on the radio. When my friend gives a nudge.
Sunshine on dirt roads Long shadows cast a glow The night trickles in with a breeze Calming, sends you at ease Night time traffic the world roars by But your safe my lullaby Waves crash majestic...
*one I found that I'd written after holiday* It's a strange feeling to wake this way Sleeping in your own bed After you have been away On holiday instead You tend to wake up in a daze Was it all...
[Inspired by @Delilah the Sweet's PA] **clears throat, stands** my name is Nicola, and I'm a personality. (sorry - I'll get on with it now)... Who am I. Well, drat. What a question. What a rat.
Don't know whether to carry this on... I shuffle around, unable to see through the crowd of people in the station. The train pulls in, gliding gracefully to a halt.
The festival bus will soon be here, Sun shine bound and full of cheer. A skip on a ferry, over the sea A ready pitched tent waiting just for me.
We said goodbye to Lucy and Tom at the airport and promised to bring them back sone treats. We boarded the plane and sat in our seats, as I buckled up I looked at my ring.
A good day does not have to cost much money, Not a revelation, I know, But isn't it funny. Here is a poem, About different things to do, Maybe or maybe not, Perfect for you.
The early morning sun was beaming in my eyes, I turned over not quite ready to get up. As I turned over I caught Adam looking at me.
I'm back in Opussia for a bit, Just until my next animal hit, When I'm off to the zoo, And yes, there will still be poo, I have a few days Just to laze Heal my bruises and cuts, Before...
"I hope, when the time comes, you’ll be able to look back on your life with nothing but laughter and content. I hope you cross everything off that damn list of yours.
The light is so bright right in my eyes. It hurts in a good way, oh sun. Don't you ever go away!.
Funny how every morning at the one and only pot hole in the road on our five minute journey into the school bus that whenever we pass that pot hole,there is ALWAYS a car that just passes you at that...
I went to see Coldplay play in the Stadium of Light in Sunderland last Thursday. Easily to say it was the best and most incredible & perfect thing I have witnessed in my life..
I opened my eyes, it was early morning, so it was dark inside. I barely can see anything, I got up, opened the curtain. It was raining.
A place that I hold dear to me, A place with sunshine, sand and sea. A country that has a siesta, And all through the summer practices fiesta.
Death has no hidden agenda or timetable so to speak The second of my funeral's is on Friday of this week I should be there really, to help and support a mate.
I yawn all day, but force myself to wait for night. Then wake too soon and cannot sleep. I curse my body, my brain: Decide. Are you awake or tired. I have sights to see, I need my beauty sleep!.
I feel like a man,a man with a plan. Going to grow my hair long and buy a camper van. Not going to shave for a year or 3. I'll work for my food and bathe in the sea.
I'm going on my holidays My friends, I'm ever so sorry I can't post with no wifi But don't you fret or worry I'll write lots when I'm away And when I'm back I'll share Whatever ideas crossed my...
I've done quite a lot of things, Considered worthy of this list, I've ridden in hot-air balloons, So high I'm shrouded in the mist.
Before I drop dead, It has to be said, The things I want to do, I want to fly around the world, In 80 days no less, Learn to play the guitar, And form a band named Bless, To win a brit award, Or...