Just as I was once again finding it hard to breathe inside these wall papered fences, a hand written letter from S lands on my bed. Just as I was thinking of running away somewhere - anywhere - I open her envelope with its round little postmark from London and read about her longing for home. Just as I was running out of things to hold on to, the scent of her perfume evaporates from the light pink letter paper and fills my system with a reminiscence of closeness.
She's coming back home.
Picture from
rouge fox via
Vivienne Mok
ohhh...so sweet!!
ReplyDeletenow you'll breathe again, & in the same time zone, & in the same space. true joy! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is a common theme in my life..I'm ready to start over, make a fresh start, but something always holds me back. Maybe it's just been myself all along.
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ReplyDeleteHow could I forget how lovely your posts are,I feel ashamed for not checking the blog in such a long time.I just love the magic you put into words!
Love,Just.
IT is good to have something to look forward too and the right time of year for someone to come home!
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