And oh how I have loved Her
I do have soooooooo much to blog about… Just not today though. I aint feeling it today,
However for the past few days I have written all of my three notebooks, created a paper blog on my
living room wall * I rearranged my living room to suit the summer*-
how so feminine I have gotten! I cook too,
– break fast, lunch and reheat for dinner!!!!!
Yesterday at about 11am I started reading The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd
/ I finished reading it at 12.30pm…as in I completed it.
This, honest God, freaked me out.
I have read almost anything readable in my house the last two weeks-from page to page. I have read
/ Ad Busters magazines, Product Design Essays, Colors magazines, the the books and script
listed my previous post….
..and its all been great, my brain area has grown inches thicker am sure. But If am going to read, from start to finish, an entire novel in a
period of less than 16hours, then, then thats scary Insanity.
So today, I made a decision to get the hell out of this town- this town is beautiful by the way, canals, bridges, Swans, Rich people, Very Rich People,
Handsome-wellgroomed- policemen and, and, no one cares about football, the news
or anything that doesnt come with a hefty priced design label on it- so yeah, its great.
But God I must get out of here for at least five days!
It might seem crazy that am leaving when everybody is returning. Actually, by friday, the date when i go away, most of
the bars, shops and banks will be reopening, and almost everyone here at fabrica will be coming back.
But hey… I am going to the South of France!!!!! thats what is important.
It sprung to my head last night, and thats it, am packing up and riding a bus from Venice to Nice
It takes about 11hours to get there. Its more like Kampala Kigali… and the roads are great… the buses are amazing!!!!
So unless something goes wrong, friday night i should be in Nice – I should mention that i dont know anybody there
I just know that I have always fantasised about the South of France, The French Riviera. I have always consindered it to be a place
of holies, not one i should up and depart to. but you know what, the numerous characters shacking up in my head just wont
wont let up until i get out of my bed, out of my flat and go somewhere, anywhere new and Fantastic
they are all coming alive, chattering away in their inteligent dialogues with miniature voices
So Venice-Nice it shall be!!!!!!!!!
Ps. If you have a friend over there, let me know, i would like to meet them up and give to them your love
listen to Cat Power.