"you're a quiet little lady," my landlady said to me just now.
she's more like my roommate i guess. i'm renting a room in her extremely neat condo, with a view of the parliament, and on to her routines...
i guess i have been.
i'd like to blame the cold condo, or the spring weather, or lack of sleep and excess of work and alcohol, but (inhales), i have a cold (exhales).
which is perfect timing since i got a puzzle in Montreal's Contemporary Art Museum on sunday. not just any puzzle, it's Klimt's fregio de beethoven. and now i can sneaze and sniff while putting pieces of this painting, and my head, back together.
2 comments:
Your writing is brilliant. What is the song that you have on your page?
Thanks little J!
It's a Brigitte Bardot song: Un Jour Comme un Autre
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