A few days ago I realized that a song I've listened to a million times and thought to be about a lonely girl who meets a boy who likes her, is actually about a John who sees something beautiful in a hooker. I felt so naive for taking the words "there's a deep girl at the corner shop, selling sugar for money in the dead of the night" literary. I honestly thought she sold sugar, that it was like the story about the little match stick girl who was poor and lonely. What an eye opener that was... Nothing much went on to day but having an ice cream in the sunshine was well needed, as Ida said: you shouldn't thing it's summer before somebody gets a move on it! Bye for now everybody, listen to my words of wisdom: Don’t drink and drive Smoke weed and fly!