I really wish I could go back and have dinner on a beautiful Tuesday evening under the trees making harmony with the wind and birds singing, tweeting to each other. An indescribable orchestra and the morning star sinking into the dark mountains. Oh...

I really wish I could go back and have dinner on a beautiful Tuesday evening under the trees making harmony with the wind and birds singing, tweeting to each other. An indescribable orchestra and the morning star sinking into the dark mountains. Oh time, in a blink of an eye you’re the past.