cozy. colorful.
highly personal. at the expense of advertising an obsession with the past.
the lair of attachments and detachments.
a place to dance around when one feels like it.
happiness.
a place to worship loneliness.
indifference.
where one can always find some sort of good food. sometimes no food is good food.
afternoon light seeps in, every single day. happy to receive.
come on in.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
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a place to worship loneliness,
and think about the other dancing loneliness on the other side of the ocean,
afternoon light seeps in, sunsets, sunhines, co-existence...depending on one another without being dependent...
s.
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