(via unsolvedmysteries)
2 years agofor weeks! How can I muster (or fake muster?!) frivolity when it rains like this! I had a dream last night that involved the warming of a field and the sun and the smell of it, but I wake up to years and years of rain! Il pleut! Il pleut encore et encore! Et maintenant, je fremis avec l’anticipation pout le soleil! (J’ai entendu qu’il retournera ce dimanche!)
It puts me into the cradle of my own thoughts when it rains like this, and I am of no use to anyone.
2 years ago
(via jours)
2 years ago