When I can't sleep, I read Pablo Neruda's calming poetry. It's absolutely critical that the man I will someday marry knows that I sleep with about five books on the other side of the bed amongst many pillows.
I'm loving these winter days that are full of kimonos and sticky rice with mangoes on Friday nights with good friends, tennis afternoons, abundant gym time, planning Portland and snowboarding trips all over, graphic design projects, and baking cookies to accompany lively card games with Sarah, my mentoree.
The Places Your Soul Will Travel
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