Oil on copper, dream on day. Monday, June 30, 2008. Sunday, June 29, 2008. There is a new shop in town. and of all possible locations, it found its place in the very street i walk down every morning when i go to the bakery. So from today on, my morning bakery walk will be flavoured with pastel colours, and will lead past south france houses and across an autumn river. Friday, June 20, 2008. The sun touching the northern brink.

Just ramblings, only a vent for emotions, feelings and all the good stuff. Wednesday, August 12, 2015. I need to change it. Can I forget about work for a few hours and relax without feeling guilty? Frankly I am longing for a 9-5 job where I work after hours on my own accord. I would be much more productive if all my evening meetings where at regular office hours. I have an interview to give.

Did he sit down? Was the house actually a proper one with chairs and windows? 8221; she asked.

Join me, in this journey with books, to rediscover the joys of childhood. Tuesday, January 29, 2008. Eat Bright , Eat Right. The kid in our home loves numbers.

Love me for the house and grave, And for something higher. Everything here, even sincerity is an act, bitterly performed. Even as the impossibility of the thing. Its rhythmic clang reverberates vaguely,. Where one expects to hear.

Worst Day of my life. Closure for the un-Conventional Beauty.

can i get you some coffee? Saturday, December 30, 2006. Request for the admins on this blog. Tuesday, April 05, 2005. What makes this book so eminently readable is the superbly cool elegance of the prose.