|my currently favorite drink,|
Russian Standard Vodka
Just enough. Not much.
So here we were. It seemed like a long enough time to let half the world pass us by. But no. No time is ever enough until someone lets go. But when forgiveness is the only option left, everything becomes one-sided. Right now, it feels sort of like playing ping pong (i would have said tennis, but i never played tennis, so it might seem too pretentious), and the difference is that i’m left on the other side just waiting for the serve.
So here i am swinging my racket at the air...
‘catch you later.