Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Sleep.


The wind cannot turn back now. It has whipped itself into a frenzy just one wall away from me, my loves. It's so catatonic that it has been transformed into waves. Without logic, I would assume I was sleeping on a cliff, with dark blue seas raging below as I enter the world of slumber.

Goodnight sweet reader.
xo

(pic taken at the wonderful Park Hyatt in Paris, September 2010)

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