Back to work.
Back to errands.
Back to dishes, laundry, cooking, cleaning, homework, picking-up/dropping-off, conference calls, deadlines, bills.
Back to being behind on sending out birthday cards, birthday gifts, calling my mom, touching base with friends, making the kids practice piano, eating right, calling my mom, cleaning out my closet.
Back to fake butter, fake cream, the opposite of a flaky croissant, coffee without espresso, no crepes in sight.
I’m going to bed.
Here’s some pictures of my happy place.