Que Sera? How could this song not speak to me? Groovin' around the apartment in search of my missing punching glove. It's such a nice night out for boxing on the balcony. Especially when you're blasting Bookashade and Quantics. But until I find it, enjoying the calm before the storm chillin' with these in the background, watching birds come for a visit to our birdhouse. So ready for another wild monday night at the Whiskey. The canvas is clean and the Converse are tied.
Sunday was a bright day yesterday. As the night falls, I already can't wait to watch the sunrise.
Spookily delightful.
Want to play hide and go seek in an old wooden house with a center curved staircase with creeky floors tip toeing to this one. Something about that smooth sax gives me the confidence that I wouldn't be easy to find.
Thievery Corporation gently dissolves away your monday blues.
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