Foals’ gig last night. There is no other band I enjoy more than Foals. Listen to them, get their CD, go to their gig, and dance and dance and dance… Man, Jimmy is so skinny.
I woke up at 4AM today. Flew to London. Went to work. I am in a bubble. The world around is warm and sunny compared to Berlin but I want to go back. Want to go back to the times when I could go backstage and chat with Jimmy, when I would get reply emails from him, when I could come to Berlin any weekend I wanted and Mark would meet me in the airport, when we would eat dozens of wursts during the weekend, when Dresden would be just a car ride away.
Some things are in the past. Some things will come. One day.
Yesterday it was Orange answer-phone. And what was I planning to say, anyway?
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