When it comes to light reading, London has a few free stuff. They're mostly distributed at Tube stations. And for the past six months I've not managed to read those that I've received. I should be reading. (Or baking). But I couldn't find the time. I've been tired. I was doing this or tidying the clutter. I wonder if it really takes forever to make everything organised. I don't know.
"you had such vision of the street, as the street hardly understands" --T.S. Eliot--
Friday, November 27, 2015
Saturday, November 21, 2015
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If only the world is much, much kinder, there wouldn't be a lot of hatred in our midst. Surely, we live in challenging and dangerous times. We could always reflect and meditate.
My little world sometimes seem off tangent from the bigger picture. But it's nonetheless my world, with all its worries in craft and life. There's hardly any time to snooze, to run after the little girl, attain the promises of the Christmas list. I'll send my cards in time, crossing fingers.
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