on the way to the pub…
Michael and I saw a plastic bag blowing in the wind in front of us. He immediately thought of American Beauty and started saying, “hey, you love that movie—-“
My immediate thought was to sing, “DO YOU EVER FEEEEEL LIKE A PLASTIC BAG, DRIFTING THROUGH THE WIND, WANTING TO START AGAINNNNNNNN? DO YOU EVER FEEEEEEEEL, FEEL SO PAPER THIN, LIKE A HOUSE OF CARDS, ONE BLOW FROM CAVING INNNN?”
We’re on such different wavelengths sometimes.
<3katy perry4L