So If You Feel Like I Feel

I want to meet a raggedy man in a blue box.

I want to time travel across the universe, and have a Roman Centurian wait 2000 years for me.

I want the universe to re-boot and everything to be happy ever after.

But until then, I'm more than happy with a big squishy leather sofa; a white chocolate mocha choco latte, and a slice of cake; and a window that looks out on to the street and I can watch everyone walking past in the rain, while listening to Dean Martin crooning in the background.

Fridays! Ahhh.