Wednesday morning blues


Ooh. I was okay for a solid week or so, but now I can't deny that I'm having an I-wish-I-was-back-in-Paris wobble. This has mainly been brought on by fondly looking back at photos of our apartment and then subsequently flicking through all photos taken throughout the entire time there. A very rooky mistake for so early on a Wednesday morning. But alas, the sun outside in England is shining, I have an entire bag of Easter eggs left in my cupboard and there is a very excited little dog awaiting me downstairs. It all evens out I guess (although the things I would do right now to be sitting down in La Duree in front of this are admittedly unlawful):


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