Today in France, it is Music Day: everyone is out in the streets playing music!
Sometimes I end up asking myself questions on life, the universe and everything, and let me tell you the answer is not always as obvious as 42.
Well… this is boring. I might be doing it wrong. Or maybe I am a boring person. Or maybe I just consider my handbag as a pocket since my clothes never have any. All hail pockets.
So this is rather vexing: it would seem that spending all my time with my head slightly bent towards a computer screen or the beads on my desk does not please my drama queen of a body. And, of course, any other hobby I have, from reading to playing music, happens in the exact same position. Apparently, the universe is sending me some confused message about having to do sport. Sport! What an outrageous idea. What would happen to my delightful little fat rolls?
Dear universe, my head might fall off, but I will have no regrets. Hobbies are much more important than health, after all. Oh, and my belly pouch says hi.
On a more serious note : if you work all day in front of computer, elevate your screen! I put mine on a pile of unused books. That way, your neck doesn’t have to stretch as much.
Some new ideas sketched…
…which lead to these:
All those beautiful bronze beads were bought for me by a friend during a trip to India.
Paris, you know I love you, but we seriously need to talk about having less people coming over every day. I feel like we never have “just us” time anymore.