...where will we be?
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea
This time tomorrow what will we know?
Well we still be here watching an in-flight movie show
This time tomorrow what will we see?
Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets...
This time tomorrow, I will also be a year older. When I wake up tomorrow morning I'll be 31, which will feel kind of weird since I have just recently gotten used to be 30.
Not to mention that 30 was extremly good to me. One of the best years of my life, actually. I would have never expected it, mostly because I spent all of last summer dreading turning 30. Then, on the eve of my birthday, my car got towed in Milano and I had to spend several hours and hundreds un Euros to get it out of the impound lot. That's when I figured out that 29really sucked (for more than just that reason, of course, but i won't bore you here with why it was one of the worse years of my life) and that, well, I couldn't wait to be 30.
So on September 29th last year, I woke up in a great mood, feeling that 30 would be a great year.
Turns out I was right.
30 was a great year.
And this time tomorrow I'll be 31. I have a good feeling about it. We'll see.
By the way, I strongly suggest you listen to The Kinks' song. It's awesome: http://youtu.be/AtNP5U_Khd0