UNLEASHED FEELING

Morrissey has always been my biggest music hero. His cynical, witty lyrics never fail to make me thinking. Including to think over a dream I haven't dare to do yet (but soon will be); chasing after him all the way to London.

Yes, in next couple of months, if I'm lucky, I'll be gone to London seeing him performing live in front of my very own eyes.

Terrifying a bit, cause this will be the furthest trip I've been taking alone in my entire life. Yup, I'm going to take a flight to this -around 20 hours away by plane- place that keeps encouraging me to hop into the euphoria of happy souls, gloomy weather and heart-stabbing fashion statements, alone. I was thinking to reduce the fear by coming across him in Europe concert instead since I have an aunt who lives in Amsterdam. But then I thought, the best way to see the man performs is by seeing where the English heart belongs. So that's it, London it is.

Exciting, no questions about it. Heartpounding, of course. I'm now planning on an execution of my next biggest dream after the other two; proving I can buy a house with my own sweats before hitting 27 years old and get married to someone I love. Well, the house has been mine since two years a go (when I'm 26) and the wedding is on its way this year. I've overcome milestones for those two, now it's time to give 'an effort' its new meaning.

Can't wait to visit this respected old friend that I know much only through his songs and beautiful voice.



Mr. Morrissey, wish me luck to get the visa approved *finger crossed*.

* goldbydefault*
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