Oct 26, 2016
Oct 19, 2016
I was deceived into a gamble, lost all the way and I'm broke.
Deprived of everything and cast away penniless.
Hey, dance, dance, over such a silly story.
Tell me where to go, I asked again and again.
They said "there," I went there, "this way," I came this way.
Oh, what a surprise, I've arrived at the middle of a river-bush.
The river blocks me from going;
hey, dance on, it's a silly story.
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 1, 2016
Oh, and I was in such a need of anything French...I thought I did fine bringing one of my favorite reading by Camus, but even my Mythe de Sisyphe couldn't cut it after some two readings too.
I'm trusting Germinal now.
Gosh, I'm in the U.S.A. and I definitely should update more. I just hope I get to be up to speed to resume that.
And I miss vervein, and my thyme is running out and medicinal plants are weird requests here and thank god I brought my own olive oil and my own argan oil. At least, they provide a safety blanket to my palet.
Oh America, I still need some grounding. I still need to get used to you.
Please be patient