Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Little tea house of horror.



"I want my life to be mystifying," she declared, although she didn't know what she meant."- Sonya Hartnett, The Ghost's Child.
The Ghost's Child is seriously one of my all time favourite book. The metaphors use is remarkable. It's a pulchritudinous sad little story.

Avocado, chicken, Swiss cheese and sun dried tomato toasted sandwich, and soy chai tea with honey. (Taken at Three Monkeys, West End)
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I wake up every morning and do half an hour to an hour of pilates. It has made me appreciate my body more. It calms me down from all the stress in my life.
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The weather is still cold in the morning, and when it's night it's below 6 degrees. I love winter.
Tomorrow I will be heading out for some ice cold strawberry green tea.

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