Who Dat ?

Although I am indeed living abroad I can't even begin to explain how overdue I am for a no fuss getaway! Just a little escapism into some relatively unknown territory, and maybe just a little 'I don't give a fairy floss' behaviour... who knows what will happen? Two weeks is longer than you think.

Today I find myself packing my bags - more difficult a task than I originally thought, and tomorrow I'll find myself flying sky high in the clouds above, and come midday Thursday (London time) I'll be hugging my brother and his lovely girlfriend for the first time since April. I am more than excited about this, but even more exciting is the fact that one week from now I'll be having a dramatic airport reunion at Gatwick with my partner in crime (Since June 2010) as she arrives back to her home of choice - London. All I can say about that is lookout London, 'Who Dat' is back!

There will be vintage flair a plenty, mini road trips, hiking, exploration, market strolling, overconsumption, greasy chips as a result of said overconsumption, and a lot of silly fun times with some ridiculously lovely souls. Yet, I've got to say even just getting lost in my imagination about all the adventures that lay ahead of me for the next couple weeks, there is one thought that keeps creeping its way into my mind and making me smile the most. The thought of coming back to my home of choice.
Go figure.

Who Dat! London.

&.the.bohemian.girl.xx.

3 Week Sweetheart.

Sweetheart

I have a voice
You have a voice too don't you?
So maybe we could converse sometime
Because I think you're just lovely
And they say I'm a sweetheart
Together? Well, we'd be simply delicious
Delicious like candy
Whadda ya say?
Let's grab a pint
And let the words flow.

3 weeks (extract)

It had been exactly three weeks when we saw each other again.

Nothing had changed, and everything has changed.

We shared a lifeless hug, were we just pretending not to feel?

We were definitely excited, too excited.

I sat upon the couch anxious and alive, to the point that I felt as though I wasn’t myself anymore.

I hadn’t felt so goddamn good, not for exactly three weeks.

&.the.bohemian.girl.xx.