dear deak ferenc ter, you are too cool.

this is my home now. at least not all of it, just one little cube of space in it. bright and yellow in the afternoon sun. i can imagine how nice it was as a palace in the 1800s. a little royal marble on my door step. rumour has it that hofi geza lived one floor up. even cooler.

today? finding tree hugger dan's coffee shop near the opera house and then settling in a cozy chair to read for a few hours. tomato soup for dinner with leftover lentils and rice. looking for some fresh basil too. there is no soup without the basil. 

is it really november? really?

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