I'm craving that thick air, those roasted peanuts, the constant worry your pocket is picked at, scarves for 5$, and a cab for a walk in the walk to feel Johnny boy Lennon's footsteps under mine. God how I miss Manhattan.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Where I want to be.
I'm craving that thick air, those roasted peanuts, the constant worry your pocket is picked at, scarves for 5$, and a cab for a walk in the walk to feel Johnny boy Lennon's footsteps under mine. God how I miss Manhattan.
story of my life
When I was about 8, I began to worry that I'd forget about what I enjoyed as a child (even though I was a child.) So I guess you could say I developed a Peter Pan complex. The best thing about being a Beatle fan has got to be how no matter what phase I go through and how long it lasts, I am always thrown back to that cool mentality expressed through every lyric and tune. Whether it be a song on the radio, a movie, or just a plain memory from my childhood. I will forever have the fab four in the back of my head singing Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.
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