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la mer est chance. non, non! mais je suis coco.

the intention was to reach home by 9 and go for a long run. just to let the legs go wild. then shower and sleep by 11.

obviously that didn't happen.

as random as it gets, i went for a hen party. crazy make up and bunny ears. very fun :) happy girly night out.

i come home and open up bonne 'chance chanel'. then i treat myself to a jar of miracles. ;)

gifts and gooodies like this are always welcome. the cosmetic junkie within has been satisfied thoroughly.

now i write, while my eyelids gravitate toward the floor. so bon nuit. a la weekend!

first train home i've got to get on it

i love trains, cats, roses, and 2 seater planes.

i haven't written in a long time. i realised i don't even carry a pen in my handbag. this is disjoint. i will bore you with mundane facts. maybe explanations.

every 2 years in life, there comes some major overhaul. some change, which is a good thing. managing it can be tough. good or bad, it's how we learn and move forward. miracles come in handy, no doubt ;).

don't play with fire. dragon friending or otherwise. i will show you why on flickr soon. but like charlotte says, just don't play with fire. it tends to get you some black diamonds. (hell i wouldn't mind them, just don't say its the colour of my soul ;))

since saturday, ive got 10k under my heels. running at night, with planes taking off at your side was otherworldly. beautiful.

i never imagined that i would ever have achieved this, ever. but i tend to surprise myself. addicted to running, i will go halfway by the end of this year.

nitin sawnhey is a genius. acoustic evening blew me away on friday. i have been meaning to call classical heritage for a year now. maybe finally, it's about time. i think i've found the perfect song for a duet.

for the record, the cello is no doubt the sexiest musical instrument.

this saturday will be barefoot morning, for a cause i support. i believe everyone has the right to a safe, comfortable home. in my life, home has been the pivot, the nesting space, recovery zone. when this space does not offer the safety, security and certainty that it should, my life has tumbled and turned. we are privileged to have a roof over our heads, but for those who don't, lets bare our soles, make a statement and take several steps to change this reality.

there was something else i wanted to talk about, oh yes, it was food.

do try the cellar door, the hand burger, toby's cafe

do not try cafe cartel

these places call for a junkbox update, for which you need to wait. till then, i want to be blown away by jake gyllenhaal, and you should too.