måndag 30 maj 2011

Wouldn't change a thing

Laying by the pool watching airplanes draw faint white lines high above me and listening to a million birds.
We are up on a hill and I can see the whole valley stretch out before me all the way to the hills on the other side. A glass of ice cold coca-cola and a good book. A quick dip in the pool whenever it gets too hot. No need for towels, the sun dries my skin.

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