I find myself sipping the second glass of champagne in Porcaro's club. You may be wondering what I'm doing here after the incident...
Well, you have the right to think whatever, but don't wander too far.
I just came in for a drink In the bar I knew the vibe could erase the last moment I had in school and be able to lift my mood.
I deserve a cheerful day... Everybody deserves a cheerful day. I can't even remember when I had this kinda experience I've been having lately.
Moving here... Was like stepping a foot into mad change, It changed the fact that I find myself bothered by stuff instead of laying on the bed with my Bae while resting my legs on the wall of my big girly room in London with a pen in hand while writing down the mischiefs we would do the next day and how it should go smoothly.
The community is cool, the weather, the sky... everything else but the neighbors are nosy in a way that looking out from my window I'd see many unusual faces plucking through... Even the drive path is nosy.
Have you ever felt like being stalked on your Saturday stroll?... I have in fact felt like the whole neighborhood wanted to live our life or something.
If you like, call it paranoia, but I am certain of what I'm saying... Especially the single neighbor who comes with cookies every time she sees Dad's car outside the gate... Don't know her plans yet, but if she's actually doing what I suspected, then she leaves me no choice of being the bad guy... Because my dad is taken by me and Magritte
Now, look at me, sipping a glass of champagne and contemplating... Though I told Clara earlier that I was good, despite all the drama between Steven and me with Michael. I'm not sad or worrying, I'm just deep thinking through everything. I smiled, trying to cool my thoughts.