Spending time among the Parisian cafés was as if I was watching the city of Paris breathe. I watched patrons eat and drink, sit and people watch, talk and share, read in silence, write letters, stop out of the rain, and start and end their days. The cafes give you a feeling of timelessness and those most lovely of windows to look out and watch the world pass by.
All images were taken with my Pentax Spotmatic & Tri-X 400 film
sleeping a lot. Tons, really. Having loads of dreams with, what I’m sure to be, deep subconscious meaning. I’m ready to not feel tired for once, to wake up and feel rested.
My indulgences of the last quarter will be quelled, sharply and suddenly. I’m very good at cold turkey; none of that weening-off business for me. I’m an all or nothing kind of gal, a character trait of which I’m quite proud.