Other towns and cities

In the middle of one night, when I was copying the photograph of an old lady hugging another old lady from national geographic, I heard a sound came from my radio. Actually, it wasn’t just a sound; it was a song from camera obscura. Hearing that, I could recall to remind one friend of mine, who actually now in the other town near mine. She had been nice and gone so well to the same tune like mine. Yes, we are barely like to have a lot of sameness. Although, we had met and teased each other only for just 6 month in art department, it was very pleased for me to know her. Hope tomorrow, we could meet, and have more good time of a shame story and lame-brained thought again, certainly,possibly, maybe, in the other towns and cities…oh..and happy birthday babyyy. I love you