“Ah, no one cares how many words I write, or if I write at all… apart from me, and me is very important so let’s continue on for a bit longer, so that I get a chance to wrap my head around the dangerously harmless fact that..” (En savoir plus)
Tag: parisienne
Madame est servie!
“Sometimes I feel that you would be too small to contain my restless mind, Paris, with your walkable size, famous landmarks and so many people I know who know each other, yet I know the world might be too big for my fragile heart, which never bends….” (En savoir plus)
I have nothing, Paris
“Do you even want to be with me knowing how unlight I can be, or am I only this heavy because I’m not there with you, fully? Either way, how can I even breathe regularly knowing that my lung and my heart belong to your bohemian air?…” (En savoir plus)
I don’t miss Paris
“…I can dream when I’m here, about anything; I just close my eyes, regulate my breathing, sometimes put on some non-jazz music, and see what I want to achieve and I know I’ll achieve it, like all the things I’ve achieved without you since I left you…” (En savoir plus)
Parce que Paris sera toujours Paris
“But Paris is a reverse universe to me; when I fall apart here it usually means I will find magic soon. We’ll see, because there is no rain tonight …” En savoir plus
J’aimerais être seule
“But I never succeed at making something light, let alone plain. Instead, I made serious, sophisticated soup with various spices and ingredients, just like my mother did. It does let me down a bit…” En savoir plus
The magic of Paris
“The whole time I kept saying to these gentlemen how grateful I was to meet them by total chance, and they kept saying it was them who were so grateful. They also said, upon my lines: now we see you, little girl!…” En savoir plus
Paris and I
“Paris, this is a hard time for me to share anything with you as I feel so much less fabulous than only a few days ago. I have a fever and I have to shut all my apartment windows while writing this, keeping you out there in the summer cold…” En savoir plus
Moving in to the unknown
“In to the unknown I moved, or did I? What do we actually know and don’t know anyway? Some things are introduced to our heart without a handshake…” (En savoir plus)
C’est compliqué, c’est organique
“You know my heart is in Montparnasse, sitting by Serge Gainsbourg’s grave, but I can’t just live exactly where my heart is….” (En savoir plus)
Paris, I’m already there!
“The studio is rather poetic and that’s perfect. And who needs a bath in Paris when you can be watched sitting outside drenched anyway…” (En savoir plus)
