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Sunday, 27 August 2006 |
Today I reclaimed for me and my soul.
The flatties cooked me breakfast and whizzed me juice. I lay in the sun and read books about Sweden, and in the fuzzy warmth it seemed so close. I walked through the suburbs and had a loooooooong soy latte looking at the crowds of Kingslander mini families. I picked jasmine on the way home and brewed tea in the fondue pot.
Amyria made me a treatment, and we went through it whilst sitting by a lake in Western Springs Park, watching the swans and the geese streaming through the water which was teal and deep green with water weed. We talked magnesium and the intricacies of life.
Best of all was that the sun was shining and we were careening (ever so leisurely) through the streets in Amyrias apple green van and the gutters were piled with foliage...i saw something within it all.
STOP! cried I
WHAT? cried Amyria
SCREECH! cried apple-green-van
So I leapt from the van into the gutter and retrieved the prized possesion....a little doggy toy in the shape of the world. I held the world in my hand. And when I should squeeze it, I suppose...
SQUEAK! cried the world
look to the gallery for full documentation of my personal tea party.
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