Note #2 – On heart-shaped dreams

“I am just a dreamer, and but you are such just a dream.” — Neil Young That moment when I’m going all tumblr-ish on you. Yes, it’s time for it. PS. And the worst part is: it’s not over. PS bis. You can thank the amazing type-writer. PS (the last one). What’s your all-time favourite love/dream quote/poems/line?

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Le premier jour du reste de ta vie

[The first day of the rest of your life] Today, I tied my hair into a ponytail. And slipped my bare feet into furry boots. Up there I could barely see. I guess London has been called the smoke for a reason. But down here – yes – down here it was windy, you know that kind of wind that turn your cheeks into cherry ...

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She fell in love with… #6

London, September 2012 You should see the skyline today. Nothing like it and yet, I haven’t found anything better than clouds blanketing everything around us. Not unlike closing your eyes to the mountain sun. Not unlike that moment when a plane crosses herds of clouds. Not unlike a sea of cotton around a desert island made of pillows and wool blankets.

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Bonjour octobre

[Hello October] Some may wonder what the point is really, to say hello when it’s almost time for goodbyes. Well, let me tell you a story. Or more accurately the end of it. At times, beginnings don’t matter. We’ll start with the very last kiss that made our lips burn and the cab-meter go well past a fiver. It was cold and well into the ...

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