dans une caverne

i had been known as a good listener,
the one to call when my friends had problems...
felt so out of place to be on the other side

Had a lot in mind these days.
I could barely put my brain to sleep at night.
The consequence: pink sock is raging...
The last time I was this sick, I was on bed for a month!

If one only knew..
Perhaps jumping with joy..
My advice: Don't jump too high, you might fall and break your leg.

Anyway, ブブー was out taking his parents to the airport.
When he came back, I was on my way out.
I just needed some time alone and not burdening others.

Went uptown to check out the new 45rpm store.
It was closed by the time I got there, but they let me in anyway.
The store was quite narrow, but the interior was nicely done.
It had a beach feeling.

I decided to walk home afterwards.
But then I bumped into a familiar face on 57th.
Ended up accompany him to the Burberry store.
And once again hit the pavement until it started pouring and so we jumped on a cab and ended up in front of Macy's to see my neighbor.
They went off to dinner, I went home for ブブー.

ブブー was watching Yankees game when I got home.
Hmm.. I left for 2 hours and my studio looked impressively spotless.
I asked him what he would like to do.
He suggested a couple place for dinner.
We ended up 2 blocks away at Outback.
Had a good time giggling and talking about nothing.

ブブーちゃん ありがとう。。。