Very much into soft pink at the moment. Almost mauve, but not quite as committed to violet. A whisper of a color.
October came and went and now November is charging by like a wild rhino. The holidays are upon us and I am already sick and tired of the commercialism of it all.
I shouldn't say that, it might be bad for business.
It was gray and rainy today and yesterday and it looks like we are in for more tomorrow. I miss Paris. This weather always makes me long for more. Or rather for different.
Different locale, different time, different life.
Good weather for running. And thinking. And hopefully for action.
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