Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you, on a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee kigh
So won't you try to come
Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountain top
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you to come away with me in the night
Come away with me


Norah Jones.

One lesson the year 2008 has not failed to teach me, is that the one constant 'gift' that life finds infinite pleasure in presenting to the human race is PROBLEMS.

They arive at rather inopportune moments, on the brink of possible happiness, and more often that not, are the children of what you assumed to be a trivial non-issue.

But along with that lesson, i have also come to know that you can only give life a chance to be beautiful and as far from imperfect as you possibly can (cause lets face it, perfection is something akin to myths) by making a decision to let the good stuff count for more than the bad.

Guess you sometimes just have to be a "glass 1/2 full" kind of person to get through the rough patches, and as much as it kill me to say this, given that i'm not exactly the poster girl for that whole "raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens", mary poppins loving, "i love life" kind of behaviour....

THE OPTIMIST DO HAVE A VALID POINT. DARN THEM! =]