I've been up since two, and now find myself with about thirty minutes until I need to start the cold trek to the train station. I am wearing Harold, a wife-beater, my olive cashmere scarf, a pair of jeans and my well-worn gold loafers. The fondue is packed, as well as all the presents I have been rushing to make and buy. My apartment is a mess, but there are fresh clean sheets on my bed and that's the most important thing to me when I get home from a long flight, a fresh bed to let you know you are home.
Ok, it's time for a deep breath and for me to get ready to go. I really hope this goes well.
Monday, December 24, 2007
The Breakout
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2 comments:
Thanks for letting me borrow Harold on Christmas. And a big thank you to you and Chung for the wonderful gift! I love it and used it last night!
part of me loves the early train rides...the wake and bake....the smell of bachmans. damn it i can't wait to be back, problem is i like luzern in the winter. its so melancholy, you blog in your head all day long.
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