I don't have so much ideas. After 35 minutes of biking, I feel much more relaxed, but I still feel inadequate for the task of getting more into touchy stuff.
Yeah, it may sound naive but considering the way I've felt the last days, I just cannot stop thinking, as a thieve looking for an open window, a way to get my hand in the middle of her fingers, how to hug her, how to steal her a kiss. How to be able to stare at her eyes.
Oh my gosh!
What kind of ideas I've got, where have I been? At a junior high?
No, I've been hiding myself from the outside world, just like the guy in this intriguing movie.
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