Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
Bonjour,
Ici Madame Desmaret, ton prof d’anglais au lycée.
Si tu reçois ce message, c’est que dix années se sont écoulées depuis que tu as écrit une lettre à ton futur toi, en avril...
Dear Future Me,
Hi there. I hope when you’re reading this, you’re in a place where you feel proud of yourself, no matter where life has taken you. I’m writing this from a moment where...
Happy 22nd birthday, dear! Tonight you have 2 papers (AMY & PHI) but you are on the internet instead. Hopefully times have changed. Samuel Garver invited you to the wind ensemble performance...
Dear Me :)
ha ha its quite fun to predict what will be in one year from now... or maybe five?.. anyway, hope you finnaly settled down :)
love you
ha ha
Monkey



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