Sunday, September 12, 2010

The one you love.

"The mind has some many pictures, why can't I sleep with my eyes open?" asks Rufus Wainwright in the song, The One You Love. Since the bulk of my literary adventures have been mostly limited to murder mysteries for the past decade or so, song lyrics often screw with my head, in a good way, most of the times.

So what we have been up to?

A month down South, lots of wine, loads of sunshine, weekend sailing, family and friends. Lovely. Exhausting, but absolutely wonderful.

The one I love, the ones I love, cannot leave you down any avenue, promise not to, but could use a few days of my own!

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