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and murakami writes... "You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, 'Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?' So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each other's arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill." it's that time of the year again, where the sun seduces mr. ruthless-german winter. the meadows are blooming and i am out frolicking and tumbling with my spring bears. inbetween the bouncing and rolling i am also graduating. at last... so, my apologies, belated and in advance, for letting

i have been on a journey. i have been on a journey to discover what i have been longing to do. on a journey to throw myself into life and see what will happen. i have been on a journey to scotland. when i was a wee little girl i watched braveheart and thought, well shit, you just have to go to scotland one day. maybe because i thought everyone would look like mel gibson there and wear kilts with no underwear. my taste since then has changed but my urge to see scotland has remained the same. so i booked a ticket and flew into glasgow. a friend there was supposed to pick me up, wearing an orange sweatshirt. when i arrived at central s

my apologies... it has been a while. i have been quite hesitant about posting lately. maybe it is this melancholic november weather that makes all my pictures look so gray. somtime this month i had an extensive photoshop tutorial over the phone with my dear "master mike".  due to the unfortunate circumstance of a nine hour time difference between us, i starting falling asleep at about the same time that mike began rollin. as of now we never got to the "crazy shit"...but it was enough to keep me occupied for a while. here is my discovery from that while: i hate computers. i envy people who master photoshop and i am in awe of the results