HouseHunters, Hampstead.

I have just begun dreaming again. One night, I dreamed nothing but hues of pink. The entire dream, as it were, was seen through rose-hued glasses and it has been two weeks now and I am still completely obsessed with pink. THAT is boring but I say this to explain that the last 6 monthsContinue reading “HouseHunters, Hampstead.”

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The smell of thousands of apples is enough to make the flintiest Scrooge Thankful!

I am a bit worn out with all the non-holiday drama. While I am thrilled that people are making statements that their company will not force employees to work on Thanksgiving Day nor stuff Christmas down your throats till after Thanksgiving nor make their employees work on Black Friday OR have to explain why theyContinue reading “The smell of thousands of apples is enough to make the flintiest Scrooge Thankful!”

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