I am laying here this Anzac public holiday trying to relax but getting increasingly bored and wondering what I could be doing today.
I am in the mood for a day cuddled up on a couch in a cute little cafe writing and reading today. But where do I go and how do I get there.
Its also raining and the thought of getting dressed, going out in the rain catching a bus and finding somewhere to go seems all to much for me. I wished I lived in a city like San Fran right now where I could walk down the street and find a number of said cafes to sit in and watch the rain and the people and dream away......
So instead I will stay in bed, listening to michael Buble, writing dream and dreaming of being in San Fran at a trendy cafe listening to michael Buble and writing dream.



