fragments of glasses
- - 2005-07-16
hope he doesn't read. it has to be an unsent letter. - 2005-07-07
- - 2005-07-05
- - 2005-06-28
- - 2005-06-26
10:29 a.m. - 2005-01-13
I am in the wrong place again. (in the foreign language library instead of that of the Museum of Fine Arts). As always?
I woke up with one eye red as a strawberry (and have glass-complexes again: now I am wearing my glasses so the wonderful brown eyes won't come to talk to me for sure)
I don't know how am I going to pass that exam on Monday.
I woke with sunshine. I dressed to match sunshine. The first thing I heard on the street was the radio of a car with the weather forecas announcing 4 degrees and eventually snowfall.
I receive a lot of emails from a guy I met for 10 minutes two months before. He tracked up my email and now writes to me. He is not trying..you know. But quite strange, I don't know if he really just wants to be my friend (we have some common friends). Hope so.
Oh well. Back to Chartres. Reims. Amiens. San-Benoit-sur-loire.
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