Som vi älskade varandra

The game still on the table, millions of glasses, a sunny sunday without many plans, that happens to be 26 years after I was born in a summer day as far from here as Argentina. I stole the title of this blog from a a swedish book I looked at briefly in the book store, I don't know how is the book, but it was about a group of friends 20 years afterwards. And I just thought about us, who knows what will be of us in the future, (maybe we could all move to Ibiza?), but it might be as the "summer of 69" song that we will remember these as the best years of our lives.