May 2009
April 2009
I stay up so late to talk to you about nothing.
Vague premonitions of something that could be and something that already was.
Things I am currently surrounded by that are making me smile (even though I am knee-deep in this paper) aka The Contents of My Room in Paris:
- my pale yellow pinstripe walls - loose leaf tea from Mariage Frères - a hot cup of it, in this pretty French cup & saucer - books on 17th century Dutch painting, with my Louvre bookmark of this painting sticking out - my poor dirty moccasins - Lush...
What do you do when the person you thought you wanted more than anything comes back, and that’s not enough?