i want to watch the sunset on the nile, see the jungle when its wet with rain, sit by the marketplace in old algiers, fly across the sea in a silver plane and have you belong to me.

nothing beats a cool night, a hot cup of hot tea and patsy cline crooning to me.

i'm sorry if i'm being difficult. i wonder if being independent has blurred the line of selfishness. hmms. need to figure this out. till then. bear with me alright (: i'll be nice! hahaha.