“What if I fall and hurt myself
would you know how to fix me.
What if I went and lost myself
would you know where to find me.
If I forgot who I am
would you please remind me , oh,
cos without you things go hazy. “
~Rosi Golan
I am often asking myself, well questions, of myself, strangers, best...
Paris is turning as I write here and now; into the beautiful, warmer, happier days that I so love living. I spent the afternoon at the Gardens with my last book and the morning finding my week’s flavored tofu and fresh produce at the open market on Rue Mouffetard. It is so fun...
its no wonder I’ve been daydreaming of humid sunny days and the ocean’s waves crashing near my tree hammock upon the miniature black rock peninsula of my Bali memories. . .
What are YOU today?
xo.j
Happy Wednesday friends! Today’s lesson, alike all my other WUW lessons, is of utmost importance when traveling to a French speaking country. These too were some of the very first phrases I repeatedly uttered throughout the frosty weeks of January ‘08. This will help you on the streets, in the restaurant, throughout...
This morning my glands attacked me! My throat hurts, my nose is runny and I feel completely icky. I am at home today, listening to the jet fighter spin cycle of my washing machine, the chirping of pigeons & crows and lot of Rachael. All I need now is a dry sauna,...
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