There is a song by the counting crows that is called holiday in Spain that I just love. "take a holiday in Spain, drink my worries down the drain and fly away to somewhere new." It's about not having anywhere to go and leaving you wings behind and flying to some where new. The thing that I love best about Spain is that the have immortalized a crazy old man that thought he was a knight and fought against windmills. Oh the dreamers, you gotta love us. Sometimes I find myself chasing dreams that are equally ficticious. Most of them have to do with dating which is a whole other ball game for some other day. I think I like the idea of it better than actual reality of it all. But, in the meantime I'll dream of taking a plane to Barcelona cause the city's a drag.
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