My dear friends, I'm going away for a week..
call me freak but I have a superstition: whenever it's my birthday and I can, I run away as far as possible...this is how I won't be 30 this year, even if my ID says so...the years couldn't find me home, so I'll be only 27...
I'll be with friends: Mona( an almost 30 year friendship ties us, as we first met when we were so little and our mothers walked us)... so don't worry about me!
See you when I see you!
Book to read, in the meanwhile:
Music to listen, as I enter the summer of my life: