Just back from a wedding, where I took a few hundred shots.
I've known Amanda since the day she was born, and now she's married. It may be serious denial - but for fucks sake I'm just to young for this shit!
And because I'm only allowed to date woman older than half my age plus eight years (I'll elaborate another day), the whole bloody bridal party was off limits.
I need a new calculator - mine's obviously malfunctioning... Its a shame the years don't come off like the kilograms. I'd love to be 30 again :)
But the music on the other hand is all you need to know about flying kites - and that's about all I gunna say about that.
Big blue skies and an open field My right hand on the steering wheel Two young lovers runnin' wild We bought string and a brand new kite We couldn't wait to watch it fly But it flew too high, it flew too high
Here comes the wind let your string unwind Run as fast as you can in your mind Back to a place that you never forgot Before everything was lost I don't remember when we ran out of rope When we did we lost all hope And we just stood there cryin' That what's we learned about flyin'
So I took your hand and you took mine And we waltzed togheter in time But looking back I guess I didn't know That I was in love and you were letting go It's funny how your mind plays tricks on you Seemed like the higher and higher we flew You took off and I was made of stone I was made of stone
Here comes the wind let your string unwind Run as fast as you can in your mind Back to a place that you never forgot Before everything was lost I don't remember when we ran out of rope When we did we lost all hope And we just stood there cryin' That what's we learned about flyin'
Here comes the wind let your string unwind Run as fast as you can in your mind Back to a place that you never forgot Before everything was lost I don't remember when we ran out of rope When we did we lost all hope And we just stood there cryin' That what's we learned about flyin'
