Sköna söndag.
2 bra kvällar. Det har firats och det har skrattats och det har dansats. Kulkul.
Den gråa himlen har blivit vit och det snöar stora stora snöflingor. Nu ska jag bara städa lägenheten, öppna 6e luckan i chokladkalendern och lämna igen lite böcker på biblioteket så kan jag njuta sen...
If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day
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