I feel at home when I am around books. Or when amongst wooden walls. Dark, snug wooden walls. It's a pattern. My favorite bookstore has wooden interiors, and my favorite coffee shop. Maybe it's the color brown. A color that defines my existence. Caramel colored skin, hazel eyes and coffee brown hair.
On an entirely different note, Egypt is going through a now-or-never phase. A revolutionary one...or maybe an evolutionary phase. He wants to amend the constitution (which is much, much needed) and he has my support. I might not be that much of an activist- at least not as much as I want to be, but I love my country. I love my country deeply.