Nothing To Worry About by Peter Bjorn and John






I had a nice day. I went biking with him. It was mildly embarrassing that I wasn't prepared. I forgot to eat. So, I got tired easily. At least, we didn't stop at the first lake. We stopped at this garden. It was really pretty. We talked and ripped grass. It was peaceful but not what I expected.
What did I tell myself about expectations again?