November and December 2007 in Poem
I've spent a bit of time over the last months cobbling together some poetry. It isn't much but I find that capturing the moment in a poem make me feel happy. I think everyone has a number of activities that make us happy for strange and unknown reasons (e.g. shopping, watching Family Guy, doing nothing, art, running).
My advice to you is to take a bit of time to find the activities that make you happy for strange reasons. Because if you aren't doing them already, you'd be a fool to deny yourself that happiness!
You are my permit to travel, a small book that determines my life.
To get you is a hassle, but to keep you a priviledge.
You are my key to adventure, without you my life would be a bore.
I have more than one of you and you all cost me an arm and a leg.
What would I be without you?
Probably not much different, only that I'd be stuck in the UK...
S K Vous
To speak French well is elegant like eating truffles or drinking fine wine.
However, not to speak French well is more like eating Fois Gras for the first time.
You know it is something special but you don't really get what all the fuss is about.
It is only after the third or fourth time that you really appreciate it.
Now I love Fois Gras and look forward to speaking French well.
"Grand" Petit Dejeuner
I wake but am still tired.
My face is washed and teeth are brushed.
Now I am ready...
Around the corner all inviting,
You welcome me with open arms.
Your delights are only an order away.
Un cafe, crossaint et noeff boullies,
Avec fromase blanc et petit pain,
All of which are heaven's delight!
The company christmas party
Dressed to impress is the theme, but a sandwich buffet is all you serve.
You want us all to feel like a team, but the lights are kept bright to keep us tame.
Though the entertainment is delightful, the mechanical bull takes its toll.
Leaving early is a relief as the time you've take from me to come here makes you a theif.
I can't wait to get home and to be on my own.
See you next year!