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Alice laughed: "There's no use trying," she said; "one can't believe impossible things." 
"I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the queen. "When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."


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When you come to the edge of all the light you know and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on or you will learn to fly.

Barabara J. Winter




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If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin.

Ivan Turgenev



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Julia Dumnova 
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the disappearing act.

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So, I have a confession to make...

I've been feeling a bit lackluster when it comes to blogging.

It's a funny thing when you start out and no one's reading your rambling thoughts.

And then people are reading them and it's rewarding in ways you never dared imagine. 

And yet you feel this new pressure to live up to the best of your blog. Live up to the best of your blog? Oh man, what am I talking about, I've lost it.

My point is I need a wee little break. And in that wee little break I'll see my mom and move and my bike will arrive and there will be so much to tell you. 

So like cjane before me, I too will disappear for a jiff. To recharge. Rethink. 

I will have prescheduled posts with quotes and pictures that tickle my fancy.

And thus begins my disappearing act,

till we meet again (and I come back in about a week and a half with some new ideas and fresh words)...







You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

Buddha


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Casa de Sarment
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in the middle of packing up my room and organizing my life, i bring you this snippet:

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i have so much to tell you. and so little time.

this week i'm working my little toosh off (because i need the money). next week my mama comes for a visit. then i move. (oh, haven't i told you? not to worry, i'll still be in manhattan, but after five years on the upper west side it's time for a change. so washington heights...here i come). and then...i'm off to australia. time is flying.

so until i have more time, how's this?

1. i bought a bike. a folding bike. (the bike plan is two fold. 1: exercise; 2: avoid public transport which i so often loathe)

2. i bought a bupmit. twelve dollars at claire's. it's gonna revolutionize my hair. and thus my life.

3. and only now (entering my sixth year of manhattan living) have i discovered fort tryon park (home to the cloisters). and i can safely say, after only a few minutes there, it is hands down the most beautiful place in all of manhattan. views of the hudson river valley right here in our own backyard. i'll do a proper post on it, but for now i'll leave you with this...




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