post detox morning after

This year I spent my very first Christmas away from home. Without wishing to turn this into a sob story, it was hard. Home for me equals love,¬†understanding, and tons of cuddles with my nearest and dearest. And as much as I’m grateful to now have two places to call home, whereas some people don’t ...

morning ritual and routine

Seldom is there silence in Paris. Except that magic time early in the morning. Before the noisy folk awake. Before the children scamper off to school, always feeling compelled to yell at their compadres. And, most importantly, before the jackhammers start pounding and clacking in the building across the street. I’m no stranger to noise ...

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