Wednesday, September 15
trying to find myself in things, but you can't really. You have things that make you feel better, that even though they sit quietly most of the time when needed they speak to you. today wednesday, a lovely sunny day requiring a thin sweater yet i find myself a bit melancholy, perhaps because love is leaving, because of a sad paragraph in my book or because reasons i can not explain or understand. does writing this down make me feel better, yes, yes it does and just like that the sun reaches in and the smell of ratatouille lifts my spirits!
how are you dear friends