my colleague and i always get a slight flutter of excitment when one of the american expats (mind you he's in his late 40s pushing early 50s) go past our tables every morning.
he is always dressed in a stylish suit with shirt-tie combinations that would look strange on others but he, well he just pulls off so remarkably well.
and his shoes?
always so god damn chic we're lucky he's not a woman.
though more than once, i wanted to steal them for you.
and before i forget, he looks like robert downey junior (think ironman) and devastatingly charming.
ah, just another day in the office.
more dreams again, disturbed sleeps - why.
not just a strong moment i think not, dear king.
merely a (resigned) acceptance.
looking forward to home;
to the other loves in my life.
mai chai, chan mai khun thai.
yeh, thai-ed out.
ad on the reuters,
"Hear the latest Viva Viagra Song."
few thoughts ran through my head,
1) there was an earlier version of the Viva Viagra Song gasp
2) the demographics reading reuters must surely be aging men - or not why advertise there?
3) what the hell am i doing there then?
4) how come you don't see ads for menupausal medication, breast pumps or kitchen aids on reuters?
5) i'm thinking too much
Love me like a river does
Cross the sea
Love me like a river does
Endlessly
Love me like a river does
Baby don’t rush you’re no waterfall
Love me that is all
Love me like a roaring sea
Swirls about
Love me like a roaring sea
Wash me out
Love me like a roaring sea
Baby don’t rush you’re no waterfall
Love me that is all
Love me like the earth itself
Spins around
Love me like the earth itself
Sky above below the ground
Love me like the earth itself
Baby don’t rush you’re no waterfall
Love me that is all
- Love me like a river does by Melody Gardot
jiLL divulged at 3:16 PM 0 Comments