3. sex on fire
Hey Dude,
I mean the song…u know..the one from Kings of Leon; duh!!
listen here and read….
I first heard it this past summer (2009); it reminds me of so many things: the USA, of working 16 h a day and ending the nights with parties, over and over again;
reminds me of friends, of people I liked, people that impressed me and of some people I hate…reminds me of 2 soldiers serving in Irak, reminds me of Niagara Falls and a pack of cigarettes thrown on the window of the hotel to keep it away from the cops, reminds me of the Starbucks cookies we ate at the Hilton after the Starbucks-girl would close the shop…
reminds me of the things I never did or where I never did before..reminds me of the bike riding nights, at 200 km/h and of a old house turned into a beautiful bed & breakfast..reminds me of working out on the beach at midnight and of skinny-dipping at night in the ocean, of the Stephen Decatur Park on the highway from Ocean City to Berlin and a fallen standing bike..
reminds me of spending 2 nights looking for plane tickets, Salisbury-Miami & Miami-New York after the hotel was booked and paid in full (cheaper rate 
) and 2 days before having to leave..of course I found them, and at a great rate ..of a 2 hour and at the same time a life-time car ride to Dover MD, and of the rainy weather that made those 2 days after just right to get better…
it reminds me of a great and full September, of a day trip to Washington with friends at my side, of a trip with the Greyhound to Baltimore, of the beach and peaceful Ocean of Miami..of getting lost in the New York subway and of partying in the 8th floor of the Comfort Inn Manhattan Bridge hotel, of smoking in the Holiday Inn JFK Airport hotel parking lot in Jamaica, NY and of eating hot dogs all that night on the streets of NY 
….
reminds me of the great feeling I had when I got back to America, in Ocean City and saw its streets at 2 AM..reminds me of the tears I had this summer and of the smiles and laughter that helped me pass them…of a 1, 2, 3, 4 ore more 
..hot guys I met, of the cars and of the hot people in Miami…of a 50$ tip for taking 2 candles up to a room for a romantic night to a lesbian couple….
reminds me of a shift manager who doesn’t like foreign girls )…and of the fair well parties we had; reminds me of dancing in the rain on the bay, on this song..
reminds me of who I was before this summer and of who I am now…reminds me of the life on fire I very much have and on how much I love it..
and it reminds me of Cristian (who asked me 20$ to buy alcohol 10 minutes after getting in OC)…of Vlad, Dan, Oana, Ioana, Ovi and Alina..of Gabi and Flori coming from Washington for a OC barbeque, of Anca and her husband, of Gigi (:p), Ralu, Claudel, of Teza, Pamela, Mike, Jake, Fred, Val, Katie, Jacklyn, Erin, Jason, Jeremy, of Roxana, Jamie, my Starbucks girls 
, Nucu, Damian, Tudor, Vali-what’s up and Iulica, Celin, Bob, Jiti, Mimi, Stefy-micuta, Adam, Elad, Ruxy, Clara, Aura, Sarah, Todd, Lee, Duran, Jackie, James and Delya, Sarah, Herman and of course Vince, of Roxana and Carey..of a CEO at a diamond trading company who took pictures with a snake in Miami, of a financial manager at a NY firm, of those 2 soldiers I mentioned earlier who made my last days in OC unbelievable funny, of the girl-lifeguard-that-saved-my-life, of the Harrison Hall pool and of a fake John Harvard statue. of someone who never existed ..
it reminds me and I love it…
and you, what does it remind you of?
