I dream of a place called home.

Hi netheads! What's up?

Hope you had a nice weekend and may you all enjoy a nice week. 

Well, as regards to my previous post. I would like to apologise for it. Well, because I sound somewhat ungrateful. There are so many people in the world with so much less than me and I just complain. I really should learn how to get over myself. And I also know that although, I terribly miss my siblings (the idea of coming home and not seeing them is devasting...), they're always with me all the way through, whenever, wherever, whatever and forever. Furthermore, I have my mom and dad, my cousin and my best friends who are going to be there to see and spend time with me. :)

My life isn't bad. I just have to get over myself and understand that there is life beyond my personal crisis. There are a lot more interesting things in my life to focus on. I guess I was feeling down because I've been tired, stressed and really busy. So my judgment wasn't its best days yesterday.

Anyhow, I'm fine, as always. Focusing on one day at a time and being thankful for what I have instead of sad for what I don't. 

Moving on, I'm a big fan of Brandi Carlile and I guess any follower of this blog must have noticed that already.  Whether she's covering a song or had written it, everything she sings has simply that magical atmosphere and very peculiar sound that one cannot simply not fall for it. In my opinion, this is a great debut of an incredible song by Kim Richie to which I relate deeply. 

I think that's all for tonight, folks. 

It's not hard to see, anyone who looks at me

Knows I am just rollung stone

Never landed any place to call my own

To call my own

Love always, 

Tommy

PS. The Carlile family is so talented! So much talent together, you should check some videos on youtube of Brandi singing with her mother as well xx