It's living for the love, not dying for it.

What's new, what's old, who you love, and who is who.
Don't let me go. I like you.
It's living for the love, not dying for it.

9.11.11

Tuesday November 9th 2010

Exactly one year ago, I wrote this in my journal in Spain.

So, mom broke out the rugs today.
I thought, "OK, normal for winter." And then she pulled out one of those old roler things we used in the 90's in the churches to clean crumbs off low carpet floors. I couldn't help but laugh.
You would've lost it after though, 'cause then she MOPPED the rugs. Gotta love spain, eh? Ha!