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Welcome to my blog. I document my adventures in travel, style, and food. Hope you have a nice stay!

Day 234

Day 234


. Ten more minutes. And another ten.

. The roads are quiet. Commuting by bike feels like meditation at this time of the morning.

. A new crop of mushrooms. That is going to make her so happy.

. An idea is forming.

. “We live everything as it comes, without warning... And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?” ~ The Unbearable Lightness of Being

. Trying to understand myself as a highly sensitive introvert and regretting not doing this research earlier in my life. Fact: "Writing uses different pathways in the brain than speaking. These writing pathways seem to flow more fluently for introverts."

. 4pm and it’s tired employees and students high on K-week. Commuting by bike feels like an obstacle course at this time of the day.

. I read a few pages before leaving again.

. Shrimp tacos and an Ontario rosé that is easy on the palate. I’m almost drunk from the after-dinner Banyuls. Almost.

. This Is Us. Season 1, episode 15. I grab a blanket.

Day 235

Day 235

Day 233

Day 233