Here I am, putting on a quite Bambi-sh face
while turning 22
hoping that from now on the candles on the cake will decrease
instead of celebrating scary numbers growing (up)
hidden beneath
the welcome desk, Peter Pan mode : on.
-eyebags? Who named those damn eyebags?!Peter pan doesn't need any eyebags!-
But despite my reluctance, I have to
declare I have the most patient and lovely friends of the planet
who eventually made me sing and clap my hands and smile and cry and blow out my -only- candle
Thank you guys...and thank you Cavallante
- best wine bar ever -
this post is for you, a good reminder for the years to come, when I'll need to remember my 02.03.2014
and I'll find a smile
