Sep 25, 2013
I saw this picture a couple of weeks ago on Claudia's blog, and I think I'll remain forever haunted by how well loved this Filofax (Kensington) is. It's exactly the idea of how I want my Filofax to look like and prove it's been by my side forever, hiding my numerous secrets.
A tiny problem: I have far too many. And rotate them far too often.
Is this actually the classical question of still having to find The One that I won't be able to part with ever again? (BTW, how many of those have I encountered already?! Yet here I am on the search again).
Which model, in which color would look this great when used and loved so much?
Ah, the excitement, ah, the longing...
May 16, 2013
“This is what you do on your very first day in Paris.
You get yourself some rain, not just a drizzle but honest-to-goodness rain.
Then you find yourself someone really nice, and drive her through the Bois de Boulogne in a taxi.
The rain’s very important, because that’s when Paris smells its sweetest.
It’s the damp chestnut trees, you see.”
Audrey Hepburn in Sabrina.
May 14, 2013
My new year's resolution number 9 was: keep on blogging.
I never expected the long planned transitions that happened in between to take up so much of my energy, though. It feels as if I'm waking up from an intense, incomprehensible dream, still figuring out between the here and now and the there and then.
The feelings when you try to start your life anew.
It is the first time I'm trying to start my life completely anew.
Things are slowly, gradually dawning on me.
Things like needs.
Things like wishes.
Things like plans.
Things like insights.
B recently posted this video and being blown away by its emotional intensity I realised how much emotion there still is lying beneath my seemingly numb surface - long lost emotions and heart's genuine desires.
It was rather scary to get such a sensory display of them all at once.
But I was grateful.
I'm starting a long long trip, and an additional push was very needed.