My angel - in blue jeans

I could have written this song! I have once met an angel in blue jeans J

"Angel In Blue Jeans" - Train

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And though I never got her name

Or time to find out anything

I loved her just the same

And though I rode a different road

And sang a different song

I’ll love her till my last breaths gone

Like a river made of silver

Everyone came running to the scene

I was shot down in cold blood

By an angel in blue jeans

Late that night she got away

I chased her to the turnpike

Then lost her where the music never plays

And though I rolled upon the stones and fell into the water

I’ll love her till my judgment day

Like a sunrise made og white lies

Everything was nothing as it seems

I was shot down in cold blood

By an angel in blue jeans

I hear voices calling all around

I keep falling down

I think my heart could pound right out of me

I see a million different ways

To never leave this maze alive

I woke up in somebody’s arms

Strange and so familiar

Where nothing could go wrong

Barely alive or nearly dead

Somehow awake in my own bed

And there you are

Like a highway headed my way

Life is but a dream

I was shot down by your love

My angel in blue jeans

I miss you

"Dear Darlin"

Olly Murs

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Dear darlin’, please excuse my writing.
I can’t stop my hands from shaking
'Cause I’m cold and alone tonight.

I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried.

And if my words break through the wall
And meet you at your door,
All I can say is “Girl, I mean them all.”

Dear darlin’, please excuse my writing.
I can’t stop my hands from shaking
'Cause I’m cold and alone tonight.

I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried. We tried.

[Woman:] I understand where he's coming from.

Been thinking about the bar we drank in.
Feeling like the sofa was sinking.
I was warm in the hold of your eyes.

So if my words break through the wall
To meet you at your door,
All I can say is “Girl, I mean them all.”

Dear darlin’, please excuse my writing.
I can’t stop my hands from shaking
'Cause I’m cold and alone tonight.

I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried.

Oh I can't cope. These arms are yours to hold.

And I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried.
We tried

Where are you?

True Friends

Remember to put the glass down!

I saw this on Instagram the other day, and I really like it, therefore I will share it with you:

A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?” Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz. She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter.

It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.”

Remember to put the glass down.

Happy Easter

The sun is shining from a cloudless sky. I love it. It’s such a wonderful feeling – like all the peace and harmony goes right through my eyes and fills my body. I forget all my trouble and pain. It’s Easter now which means a couple of days off – great! I’m going to enjoy it. I’m going to push all the worrying thoughts aside and be weightless, open-minded and pleased with what I have. I will think of you though – someone I miss terrible from time to time. But I will turn the feeling into a fantastic and wonderful feeling and be happy to have you in my mind.

Don’t cry it’s over, smile it happened

Happy Easter everyone 

Out of the bubble

Do you know the feeling – wondering around in your own world, thinking, dreaming and not being able to do anything useful?! I’m in such a bubble right now (again! I am familiar with it!)

Work is increasing and the more busy the more ineffectual I get!!

I dream about Italy. Everything about wonderful Italy. The culture, the food, the sun and warm weather. The particular smell of the dry earth combined with the heat waves… The olive trees… The calm atmosphere – sometimes broken by a tempered native!!

I wonder – could I get a life there? I’m a very tied to my family, even though I only see it once in a while… The confidence that they are only a couple of hours away… My mother and siblings… I couldn’t do without my kids that’s for sure! –They could come with me…?

I dream about an apartment. My own place. Maybe a house – that’s not important though. It’s not important where either! Not necessary Italy! Could be right here around… I dream about my own life. No one to push me around…  No one to tell me what to do…

It starts here by myself, I know… I’m the one to take the first step… And I know it’s going to happen. It’s already started – right here in my mind. Actually it’s been here for some years – more or less. Had some things to finish first. Now it’s done. Now it’s time to get ready.

That’s my dream. My wondering. My bubble.

I want it out of the bubble and into my life – I want the bubble to burst. I’m getting ready… I want to live it all…

So true