Rain outside the window. A lazy morning in bed, crawled up like a ball underneth the covers playing draw something and wordfeud. Big breakfast while watching Friends. Drinking up the last of my tea reading cosmo. Making a cosy spot for me to write my essay. Walk around a little in my apartment before sitting down in my cosy corner to write about copyright. I think I have found my inspiration now in a clean and bright room, computer on a old wooden table and closness to spray some VS endless love or vanilla lace mist in my bedroom. Even though I am combinding studying with instagram and reading beuatiful blogs like "Where Did You Get That" and "Ring My Bell" while dreaming of vintage shopping in a big metropol city I feel that I have flow.