Though yesterday was warm, this morning blew in a light snowfall. It’s a too-thin blanket, like a bride’s veil – the type of covering that does the opposite of conceal.
Today is another work day. Today is another work day. Today is another work day. I get tomorrow off, and all I want right now is 2 more hours of sleep.
From the France journal –
When I get home, I won’t believe me when I say that I went to France. I’ll laugh. It must have all been a dream. Flowers on every table and rough sketches at 1:10 in the afternoon…