— Yan

friday i’m in love

sum­mer is gone, sneak­ily. windy, shiv­er­ing cold fall is here. i was bik­ing up the bridge on h.c.anderson boule­vard today and felt like i’m not mov­ing for­ward at all. the week­end is just around the cor­ner. char­rette, olympic, con­cert, food cook­ing. and i finally fig­ured out how am i going to spend this sat­ur­day — flea mar­kets (they are dis­ap­pear­ing due to the weather…), travel plan­ning (very cru­cial…) and read­ing a novel in the laun­dro­mat cafe, where wifi hotspot is available.

going to ger­many and nether­lands next week. won­der­ing whether that pink avant-garde-ish michaelangelo’s david is still stand­ing behind the cologne cathe­dral or not. it was such an epic, bad imi­ta­tion. failed, yet amusing..