i have more to write, but i think today is a real writing day, not a blogging day, therefore, if you want to know anything about which i'm actually writing and not blogging, you'd have to have a real conversation with me.
i'm craving true discourse and contact and involvement today.
but i'll probably just end up at the coffee place across the street, ou je vais fumer et ecrirer toute seule.
and that's fine with me too.
c'est pas mal, c'est pas grave, et la vie est belle, chers lecteurs.
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