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I'm back a bit.
Welcome back.

Lookout for the #snapchot ... might be fun.


Monday, 17 September 2018

17 Septembre 2018

2 homes, 1 company. Some signatures do hold more power indeed.
Casual Monday.

Sunday, 16 September 2018

16 Septembre 2018

Give me a song about Moonlight anytime and let's go dancing with Grace.

Saturday, 15 September 2018

15 Septembre 2018

And one, and two Smurfes... 
And then reading this : " so many confuse affection for love.  Love doesn't end. Even in times you really wish it would. "
And then : " Miracles are heading your way at this very moment."
Confused anyone?

Friday, 14 September 2018

14 Septembre 2018

I thought selling your jewelry to pay taxes and debtors was a thing of the past. I was wrong.

Thursday, 13 September 2018

13 Septembre 2018

Wandering in my (very small) local farmers market, wearing (for once...) my Yayoi Kusama Uniqlo t-shirt, I stopped by a (one-shot) stand selling delicious ohagi... and got interviewed by a Japanese television crew... So random.
The fun bubble deflated soon : I got into a shouting match 5 minutes later with a stupid delivery man. Keeping it real people!

Tuesday, 11 September 2018

11 Septembre 2018

9/11, in New York, wrong place, wrong time. Well. 
I remember a couple of days later, when I was anguishly trying to go home and catch the first flight out of the city.
Took the subway quite early in the morning, deadly quiet and empty of course, with my luggage, to the airport. 
I was alone in the car, Manhattan was still quite empty, but for a firefighter that came in when we stopped in the South of Manhattan. He was off the night shift very obviously, white with dirt, still with its equipment. Looking like Santa Claus (probably because of the smoke and dirt still). All the kindness and sadness in his exhausted face. 
He sat in front of me across the aisle of all places. 
And we stared into each other, with watery smiles, total trust, all the sadness and gentleness in the world and no word at all. 
I can still see him so clearly, 17 years later. A true anonymous hero to me.

Friday, 7 September 2018

7 Septembre 2018

15 542.42

Thursday, 6 September 2018

6 Septembre 2018

Une histoire de fou-rire pour une année blanche impossible et fantôme.

Tuesday, 4 September 2018

4 Septembre 2018

Driving in the Sunset with the ring of a lingering laugh.

Monday, 3 September 2018

3 Septembre 2018

The most unbelievable guy. Never met someone so constantly talking about only him. It's not even egoistic, it's... unbelievable. 
Please forget my name! Shouldn't be that hard...

Sunday, 2 September 2018

2 Septembre 2018

the only one working...

Saturday, 1 September 2018

1er Septembre 2018

A oh-so-sweet Jade for a first hope of the month before detouring to the heart of home and seeing Bambi on the side of the windy road.

Friday, 31 August 2018

31 août 2018

The end of a very long day, week and month, with Autumn knocking at the door with its windy gusto.

Thursday, 30 August 2018

30 Août 2018

No fight left tonight.

Wednesday, 29 August 2018

29 Août 2018

Sunshine in the rain for a hot and heavy summer day in a lonely S of state.

Tuesday, 28 August 2018

28 Août 2018

The best news and worst fear in one too heavy and long workday. 
When will September come to brighten the light ? 

Monday, 27 August 2018

27 Août 2018

Like a Monday, with no Holidays nor Weekend. Where's my head again...

Sunday, 26 August 2018

26 Août 2018

We said "at the end of the month". We're on the 26th... really taking this litterally, aren't we?

Saturday, 25 August 2018

25 Août 2018

“The one claim I shall make for my own sex is that we love longest, when all hope is gone.”

J. Austen - Persuasion

Thursday, 23 August 2018

23 août 2018

Don't try to bullshit me. 
Not at 9pm after a full day's work and some bad (work) news. 
Not even in the morning. 
Don't bullshit people. 
Respect them.

Wednesday, 22 August 2018

22 Août 2018

Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion
And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?

Dave Bassett / Rachel Platten

Tuesday, 21 August 2018

21 Août 2018

Il y a de l'écho dans l'horoscope du jour.

Monday, 20 August 2018

20 août 2018

Les petits anges s'amusent et s'éclatent, envoyant S. valser à mille vents et deux temps.

Saturday, 18 August 2018

18 Août 2018

Le Mojito fait fondre le cœur du Chocolat pourchassé par la pêche en canard, clopinant sur un gnocchi aspergé d'artichaut...

Thursday, 16 August 2018

16 Août 2018

Une histoire germanique au goût de carotte-gingembre saupoudrés de chaleur japonisante et aubergines persanes qu'on n'aurait pas inventé mais seulement clopiné doré.

Tuesday, 14 August 2018

14 Août 2018

Another 44 pages to sign. #Round2

Sunday, 5 August 2018

5 Août 2018

Asking old friends for answers in an attempt to escape the too hot reality. 
Cold, sweaty and happy with sweet caresses.

Saturday, 4 August 2018

4 Août 2018

Feeling like a May flower in a heatwave with no water in sight...

Friday, 3 August 2018

3 Août 2018

Escaping to the Sunset like Odette for a golden hour full of magic.

Thursday, 2 August 2018

2 Août 2018

2 years, 100, 7 months, 2663 and one crazy ride.