Sunday π©΅ππ
Good morning π©·
Sunny, warm, all in the park... Scooters, bikes, roller skates... π΄π²πΌ
Students from India playing cricket in the lawn, very exotic for my city βΊοΈ
It's good that it's spring... βοΈ
For work... I visit everything (related to art) with pleasure and interest, because then I have to write about it. One exhibition replaces another...
Today I was most attracted by an art object with old letters... Someone's correspondence. I wondered if it would be interesting to look into it... What if there were someone's secrets or something that would hurt... To be the keeper of someone else's secret or to share someone else's pain... No...
I guess there's a reason they say you can't read other people's letters.
One cozy meeting... The smell of holiday is in the air πβοΈ
It's so funny, yesπ , but I love all the holidays, yes βοΈβ¨π
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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