Monday, September 10, 2012

Tempeste





The long-awaited vacation has finally arrived and I hereby shamefacedly say nothing significant has been executed in the last two weeks. My existence mirrored that of a metallic medieval shield; ever-ready to assume its role as a form of protection (or, companion) for whoever was in need of it, and, simply being slung over or left aside whenever there was no use for it. To announce I'm an emotional wreck would be an understatement - but what better ways of curbing regular tempestuous whirlpools than indulging in the comfort food brings?


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