in the streets
itching to get back on the road...
but sticking to the streets of old quebec city. it's raining. a light drizzzzle, like falling stars under the street lamps. perfect for walking in the deserted streets and peeking in windows of art galleries. the evening is chilly, even better. all wrapped up in a nice comfy vest. perfect. don't know were i'm going, just walking, and going.
resumed reading part two of "on the road" on a terrasse. coffee, cigarettes, words and thoughts. chat, as little as possible, but chat.
dean and sal are in nyc to celebrate new year's eve "dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. he said we were a band of arabs coming in to blow up new york", on the road, page 106, 1955.
"people mistakenly assume that their thinking is done by their head; it is actually done by the heart which first dictates the conclusion, then commands the head to provide the reasoning that will defend it."
- Anthony de Mello
but sticking to the streets of old quebec city. it's raining. a light drizzzzle, like falling stars under the street lamps. perfect for walking in the deserted streets and peeking in windows of art galleries. the evening is chilly, even better. all wrapped up in a nice comfy vest. perfect. don't know were i'm going, just walking, and going.
resumed reading part two of "on the road" on a terrasse. coffee, cigarettes, words and thoughts. chat, as little as possible, but chat.
dean and sal are in nyc to celebrate new year's eve "dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. he said we were a band of arabs coming in to blow up new york", on the road, page 106, 1955.
"people mistakenly assume that their thinking is done by their head; it is actually done by the heart which first dictates the conclusion, then commands the head to provide the reasoning that will defend it."
- Anthony de Mello
posted by Gabrielle @ 10:35 PM
1 Comments:
At 5:37 AM,
François Dupuis said…
Bonjour ma fille,
Je suis content que tu te sois donné ce moyen d'expression pour garder une trace de tes petits trots et grands galops motorisés à travers l'Amérique. En attendant l'Europe. Ce sera plus facile de te suivre, de savoir où tu te trouves; avec quelques jours de retard sans doute parfois. De voir comment tu te sens surtout. Je me rends compte qu'il y a des choses qu'on écrit qu'on ne dit pas; comme il y a des choses qu'on dit qu'on n'écrit pas.
L'album-photo de Jav s'enrichira différemment. Et je vais devoir perfectionner mon 'slang'.
Ton père qui t'aime,
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