(random fruit stand in the italian part of switzerland... the whole little town of lugano was so bright and cheery)

Just got back from a music-blasting, backyard badminton fest at Brea's house. I cannot think of a better way to spend a beautiful summers evening after two drama-filled days.

Yesterday marked the end of a long-standing friendship... four years gone, although I can't say I didn't see it coming. It's such an odd, and sad thing... I don't say this to air my dirty laundry, but just to mark my mood this evening as tired and contemplative, nostalgic, regretful... but ultimately satisfied that I respect my decisions.

Life is so raw sometimes.

*sigh*

Home

Arrived home a few days ago, finally over the jetlag. Had an amazing time, saw so many things that took my breath away. Pictures are almost uploaded, and stories will follow.


This is Paris... is it any wonder I'm in love with this city?