It's mid December, December 12th to be exact, and I've found something special in the air over the course of the last few days. There have been countless times, when I find myself driving aimlessly just in order to drive but this morning was a bit different, I was driving for a purpose.
In the name of sport, I wake up at random ass hours and sit in corner, at a local pub, watching teams which aren't my own play but I do this because my friends are as religious as I am and our passions match.
This morning, the cold kissed me on the cheek and her touch wasn't too cold, it was inviting. Unlike most of my friends, I live in a continous dreamland and I escape there so often, I've lost count.
I'm three minutes away...