Peter Gn's fairy berry music is stuck in my head >.<
Today was another roll-on-the-floor-and-enlarge-bruises-and-let-legs-attract-dust escapade, fitted to music which just kept playing on Francis.
And thus the stuck-in-head bit.

Rhapsody, as usual, took my breath away (:
I FREAKING NEED STAMINA.
Who on earth sweats and collapses, when it's raining heavily, after doing one full-out.

Dreams versus Reality
So I mustered the courage.
But, things don't always go your way.
What a big moral dilemma ):