Monday, June 2, 2008

SAINTES, FRANCE:Your pages were never blank. they had plenty of talk on them.

Today was spontaneous. it was the cherry atop an already scrumptious chocolate cake of dreams. today we drank orangina in the abbey. we trekked around the village market. we bought bread from charming french women and ate the most stunning dinner i have yet to experience on these shores. i made a house out of cards. we played frisbee and napped in the sun. we went to le cathedral de saint-pierre and held our breath at its beauty. it's mind. the sun was out. then it poured rain. the sun was out. and then it poured rain. we laughed more on those black and white checkered tiles these past few days, than i have laughed in many months. what do you do when reality surpasses the dream state?

well. i suppose you keep dreaming. but if i didn't get the memo, let me know.

i'm off to paris in four hours... so tell me quick cause i hear paris, inspires...

1 comment:

Jillian said...

shannon, reading your blog makes me so happy. i'm so happy that you get to see if it feels the same as you dreamed.
i miss you!
so glad you're having an amazing time and that you're writing about it.
love,
jillian