Tuesday, September 28, 2010

"And I plan to be forgotten when I'm gone..."



It's starting to get rather brisk here in Riga (a chilly 9 degrees today) and I was walking home from work intoxicated by the cold, my nose pleasantly numb, and I was in a rather good mood. I popped in my earplugs and listened on random... this song came on and I was glad, because it made everything seem so pleasant in the frosty street.

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