This morning I woke from a dream where I was singing O mio babbino caro whilst essentially flying (or running through the air….it might have been a combination) over an unidentified city, flapping and twirling two pieces of paper. The places I go and the things I do when I’m asleep these days is astounding.
Photog. Writer. Feminist. Anglophile. Bibliophile. AS Warrior.
Lover of dark chocolate, tea, music, and travel.