"All language is but a poor translation."
Franz Kafka

Monday, June 7, 2010

Back from an interview at the Queen Elizabeth Hotel.
Let's not speak of it.
Eating homemade bread courtesy of my sister.
Absolutely stunning outside.
Blasting me some Mora Piya ♥



I am so overwhelmed by mother nature's glory at this moment as i sit here and stare out my window... nature is truly mindbogglingly beautiful when we take time to see it for what it is. I think the discovery channel is getting to me.

I should be outside, but i don't know what to do.
More bread. 

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