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Thursday, July 29, 2004

waterloo 

i am here. i am in london. i have a flat, an address, a telephone number, bills, and a drycleaner that knows me. i have attacked ikea with verve and now have some furniture. i ordered a couch, and it will be delivered in five weeks. my shippment from san francisco will be here . . . well . . . soon . . . i hope. i feel as if i've never left. i walk down the street . . . and it's as familiar as my parent's home . . .

had a nice two weeks on hilton head . . . was spoiled, got tan, and saw a lot of films that will be coming out in london in about a month . . . had a great father's day with my dad, who turned 70 on 10th july--i cannot believe that . . . and mom and i shopped and worked out a lot . . . i hung out by the pool with magazines and on the beach with my great friend shannon.

i cried over sophie the other night . . . only for a minute . . . and i'm not sure why . . . i am exactly where i'm supposed to be, and the peace i feel is manifesting itself physcially . . . i walk around my little flat and i can feel joy in my chest . . . i haven't felt this relaxed and happy in years . . .

and there's a scotsman . . . and he's lovely . . .

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