Dawn. A meal of rice and beans. Roof of the verandah shuddering in a strong, monsoon wind. A great book. Hush. Solitude.
This is why an almost Monday morning feels like a vacation…even though it isn’t.
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This late night walk after a tough, rough unending day at work. I am so, so exhausted. But this...sweet chutney of wind, lane littered wit...
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reminds me of the first time I tried Limca.. I was in heaven. It looked gross, but it was awesome.
rice and beans and monsoon.. Bliss!
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