L’île

I am a romantic. I am spiritual, I look for signs, I am superstitious. I touch wood. I love to go to churches. I smile to the moon. Nature is my sanctuary, writing is my prayer, and when I look in the eyes of animals I see the profoundness of eternity. I dream with my eyes open, I think things are meant to be. I believe in vibrations, and I believe in destiny.

I am a little bit out there.

There are two ways for me to do parties. I am either slightly drunk, or I am desperately bored. 

That’s because of my small talk issue, if you remember. On that specific night, I was desperately bored. But then there was the glorious Los Angeles sweeping night views and the warmth of the night. And this very attractive man that kept appearing in my field of vision. 

There are things we are told that have been repeated so many times that they sound absolutely true. But are they? Take things like:

You need to love yourself!

Just a little refresher, the dinosaurs were these prehistoric creatures that were ruling the planet, and then they were wiped out in their entirety by something we are not really sure about, though it might have been a comet crashing on them and suddenly, bam, they were no more.

They became irrelevant, if you will.

I remember sitting at a café in Paris and hearing the sentence : 

“This is not working. You’ve changed.”