Stuck in a he war, between the steaming machine war, between the regalia deep-seat war. 2000 miles between, temporary, vast automaton fills the margin between myself and what i covet. Crisp sea green eyes, guilty staring into me. Quicken, inhale, exhale. Perpetual nights, timepiece blaring over my inner battle cry.
I am leaving tomorrow for a grand adventure to see my lovely big sister and her boyfriend in Paris, France and imperia, Italy for two weeks! I am oh so looking forward to flee markets, book stores, swanky apartments, beautiful people, cafe's and of course la patisserie!
I will try to occasionally post photographs, and stories of my tour.
Escaping Corvallis, 19 miles from reality at last!