Sunday morning breakfast at Starbucks .... dull lying on a comfortable chair (miracle ...), find free cappuccino with soy milk even though it is a fabulous lunch, but you only live once (forse. ..) must also remove some whim every now and then .... So I imagined my sabbatical, lying on a sofa sipping coffee. I think it's the second time in a year that go into a Starbucks ... As always, the imaginary and real are not the same. And it is that's the beauty of life? that reality is more beautiful than the imagination? if only you could stop and imagine the people could live more ...
C'eè even my trusty little notebook of tasks and English lessons, as you see dear Oriana always travels with me ....
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