the passenger

Friday, 11 March 2016

«I am a passenger. I stay under glass. I look through my window so bright. Over the city's a rip in the sky. And everything looks good tonight (...)» - Iggy Pop, The Passenger

Those lyrics define my life every end of the week: Travelling back and forth. It's finally Friday and I'm so, so happy to be home.

I'm also happy because my schedule will change and from now on, I don't have classes on Fridays (which means I can go home Thursday). Yep, I'm totally ok with that.

Have a lovely weekend!


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