Stuff
Singing till my voice was (slightly) hoarse, shopping and dining with old friends, eating and chilling with new(er) ones. And a lot of magazine reading at Borders - everything from Time to W, the Economist to Vogue, Newsweek to the New Yorker...
I'm on a plane to nowhere,
And where I really want to go,
Well, no one flies there.
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