There was a song we sung, during my school days, way back in the olden days when I was young and life was short, bright and romantic.
Before reality took a hold of dreams
Before dreams could turn into reality
The chorus line went something like that:
"And you take the high road and I take the low road and I'll be in Scottland afore ye! But me and my true love will never meet again at the sunny sunny banks of Loch Lomond..."
I couldn't get it out of my head this morning.
1 comment:
hey my love!
was reading through your blog and came across scotland:) couldn't stop smiling, cuz that's where i am now, in glasgow. i have been thinking of you a lot here, even the small details of the crazy days we had, can't get them out of my mind.
i hope life is treating you well.
kisses
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