co-owner of Toujours Dimanche - boulangerie. cafe. boutique. In love with bread, butter and a baker.

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thoughts swirl under water, like fish in a pond, elusive and coy, surfacing briefly, reveling their beauty, then rapidly descend to the depths of a murky mind.

"how are you unwell?" i tell him i cry easily, laugh easily, get angry easily. i get overwhelmed. "that's a sickness?" i ask him what he would call it. "histrionics", he says. "what do you do for it?" i tell him i write books.

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graphic designer/jewelery designer/blogger

Even in my darkest recollection, there was someone singing my life back to me.

There are these rare moments when musicians together touch something sweeter than they’ve ever found before in rehearsals or performance, beyond the merely collaborative or technically proficient, when their expression becomes as easy and graceful as friendship or love. This is when they give us a glimpse of what we might be, of our best selves, and of an impossible world in which you give everything to others, but lose nothing of yourself. (Ian McEwan)

I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train ran down along the coast we came to the ocean and then he looked at me and said, it's not pretty.