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I feel a bit ripped off by the weekend. It was very social. I find being nice exhausting and so by the end of the weekend I was feeling depleted. 346 more words


Sunday going down

The rain has been pouring down for the last couple of hours, and the fire is lit. Our family are all home, Petite Fille tucked up in her bed. 44 more words


“Your dad’s a drunk. He comes in and screams at the top of his lungs in the ER. It couldn’t be less private. I had started cleaning up my dad when I was 7…

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Just Saying

Yesterday began with quite a bit of zeal, freshness and a kick that only Mondays can give me. My day began quite well and proceeded to look pretty good too – I got a lot off my check list – with productivity being the star of my day. 955 more words


The Small Things We Do

The idea, and fact, that some of the biggest joys in life come from the simplest of things has, almost out of habit, been reinforced time and again. 875 more words


Hội An những ngày Dolce far Niente

Dolce far Niente: (tiếng Ý) Sự ngọt ngào của việc không làm gì cả

Text & photos: Banana

Bắt nguồn từ nước Ý, nơi đầu tiên xuất hiện những thành phố sống chậm slow cities trên thế giới như Greve, Orvieto, Positano…, phong cách sống chậm dần lan tỏa đến nhịp sống hằng ngày của cư dân các nước khác. 673 more words


Of course I can, said the brush to the comb.

Favourite memory of the weekend is of three year old, Petite Fille, using a hair brush and comb as her violin and bow. Perky nose wrinkled tight for she was concentrating very hard, as brush tucked under her tiny chin, she hummed a high pitched melody as she drew the comb back and forth through the brush bristles. 76 more words