I'm home. I've missed it so much, and I'm so glad to be back for a couple of weeks, but the mountains have been completely obliterated by the clouds and snow, and it means I don't really feel home yet.
It feels so weird. I know they're there. I want them back. I want my blue city, not this white one.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
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- Ange Friesen
- Toronto, Canada
- I think I might be addicted to books. And noodles. I need the ocean. I want to know everything. Almost. I love love. And loving things. Like love. And like.
3 comments:
No, no, no! The white looks good on us! Today is good because we have the white stuff and there's blue sky AND you can see the mountains and they look extra pretty with a dusting of snow.
You will feel better if you go for dimsum.
Amanda: that day was good. As long as I can see the mountains it is fine. It is when the sky is white and nothing seems to exist that my body and soul are confused.
Ana: I went for dim sum. And felt better.
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