Idag åker jag hem till västkusten igen! Åh vad fint! Som jag har längtat! Ikväll kommer jag att sova i min egna 140 säng och vakna upp imorgon och bara ta det piano. Sen är det ju faktiskt bara tre dagar kvar tills julafton, det är fina grejer det med! Blir storfirande hos oss på västragatan. Första gången på säkerligen 10 år som vi firar med ankan och janne. Sen är det säkerligen 5 år sedan jag firade med julia. Vilket är absurt egentligen.

Fint fint fint!

Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first,
Let's compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse.
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words.

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage.
If love is a labor I'll slave 'til the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand.

I've been here so long; think that its time to move.
The winter's so cold summer's over too soon.
so let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow.

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know.
But we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world.
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go.