briefly

coming up on my last day of work at tai sophia.

You're going to make someone very happy.
And fat.

Ron, front desk, after tasting one of my apple cinnamon granola and blueberry muffins.

i miss my spot on rue de lappe, dancing aggressive ballroom-style salsa with ray keller, ballet dancer extraordinaire and student at harvard, and eating late-night crêpes on the walk home.

my departure is approaching, and i'm not packed.

surprise.