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5 August, 2014 § Leave a comment



old familiar

26 January, 2014 § Leave a comment


Back from the city that never sleeps. Unresolved musings.

our modern beauty

3 January, 2013 § Leave a comment

There trips along by the side of our modern beauty some mocking spirit which sneers at beauty for being beautiful; which turns the looking-glass and shows us that the other side of her cheek is pitted and deformed.  It is as if the modern mind, wishing always to verify its emotions, had lost the power of accepting anything simply for what it is.

– Virginia Woolf

for a rainy day

25 March, 2012 § Leave a comment


strawberry lemon soda. check.

apple crumble and ice-cream for sharing. check.

grey skies and thunderstorm. check.

encore please.


2 January, 2012 § Leave a comment


A reminder that perhaps some narratives matter more than others.

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