Thursday, 6 May 2010
Day 29
I am out of the house all day and I miss my purple kitchen and its promises and the only yellow fields are from my car window, too far away. It is only very late, walking down dark streets on the way back that I notice the smell of the trees, night blossom like confetti at a wedding party, and I feel home again.
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hello Abi, i have read from day 1, remember the saying "It's not the destination but the journey that matters" or something like that !! Anyway, enjoy each days writing for the memories that you are gathering. Yvonne xx
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