Thursday, 12 January 2012
For my heart I go to Charlie Chaplin.
For my creativity I go to Bruce Springsteen.
For my happiness I go to New Orleans jazz.
For my heartbreaks I go to Counting Crows.
For my optimism I go to Ally McBeal.
For my artistic discipline I go to Woody Allen.
For my politics I go to The West Wing.
For my coolness I go to Ellen Page.
For my rhythm I go to Aaron Sorkin.
For my insomnia I go to Ryan Adams.
For the sweet and sour I go to Billy Wilder.
For my dreams I go to New York City.