Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Los Angeles, here we are/I am

We are back in L.A.
before leaving i am always desperately sad and then, once here, all the sadness disappears. why is that? Is that normal? is that common?



it's 8.34pm and i am trying to keep my eyes open.

on the plane i read "Malamore" by Concita De Gregorio.
I loved it.
I suggest it to all the women/mothers.

brain off.
good night.

1 comment:

dancin' fool said...

good night.

sono contenta che sei felice lì. non mi pare strana quest'alternanza di sentimenti.

:)