i want to go to a Pearl Jam concert. that one.
i want to go to Argentina. Uruguay. Chile.
i want the summer back.
i want to see New York, Havana, Barcelona, Dublin, Sydney, Anchorage, San Francisco.
i want to sit on the freshly-cut grass in Agape.
i want the beatles t-shirt.
i want my own flat. peace. and quiet. lots of books.
i want to have a dog. and a furry llama.
i want to meet Harrison Ford, Kevin Costner, Robert Downey Jr and possibly grab a beer with Zach Braff.
i want to learn how to timetravel. be in two places at the same time. walk on the water.
i want all the earrings of the world.
i want to go shopping with Zooey Deschanel. Rachel Bilson. Marion Cottilard. Anna Dereszowska.
i want a piece of parmigiana. salmorejo. párek v rohlíku. pastéis de belém. milka with oreo. guiness. łazanki.
i want a surprise bday party. for once. with all of my friends. all of them.
i want to learn portugese. french. czech. korean. swedish. swahili.
i want a new bicycle. a ride on the camel. and a car.
i want to learn how to iceskate. bake muffins. touch my chin with my tongue. play the guitar. piano. saxophone.
i want that kiss back. and i want things to be less fucked up than they are.
i want to graduate. move on. move out.
i want all those fucking pandas to survive the next 50 years.
and i want my camera back.
and who's to say this isn't what happens? who can tell me that my fantasies won't come true...
just this once.
| starring Karo in the city of Cracow.
