I want to tell you, october 2011

Hello Darlings,

There is so much that I want to tell you about. 

BUT I CAN'T SAY EVERYTHING.

There's just too much. 

For example.

The other day, I went out and to a party. But that's not the story I want to tell you.

I want to tell you about waking up the next morning, early, and I had the perfect breakfast. I ate it alone on a cold stone stair case, in the shadow of a beautiful tree. And the sun was warm but the air was cool. And I just sat and ate and thank.

And it was utterly perfect. I didn't know such perfection could exist.

I ate a banana and drank an iced coffee with milk.

And it was the best.
The ultimate.
The absolute best.

xoxo