Bonjour!

[segrada]

I have a bomb of an entry to post, but I want to keep it to myself for a little while longer. The sound of the rain on the roof at 3am on a Saturday morning after a memorable night remains the only constant. And since I'm not ready to share, here's a potentially drunk email from my awesome mother jet setting in Paris again as if it's just another Tuesday.

"Bonjour! I think it isok now oo199285048. Going to a photog exhibit with daniel today. Love u. Hope u are better. You can try email. Dad hjad more cancer off his nose"