Snow in Braintree, Winter is Almost Over

We took Chau to South Station last night when it was snowing heavily, as if i winter was desperately pouring the last snow stock before yielding way to Spring. I can't wait to see flower blossom and to wear my new dress and to feel the cool sweet wind of spring in my face again, but the snow last night was truly spendid. As if all the tree was covered by white petals, and for a while, I felt like I was being in love -- with winter, or Mother Nature! The sun is shinning now, snow is melting outside my window, spring is coming.

In case you are wondering if I have found what I've been looking for, the answer is no, not yet. No email, no phone calls, no offer, no prospect, no nothing. But wait and see, I'll get it within a month.

To feed my hungry soul, I continue to cling to my own delusion. Watch Anderson Cooper 360 everynight, listen to Buddha Bar in the weekend, finish that damn book by Ted Koppel, dance with Eminem's 8 miles when I am really down. And watch out New York City, I am entering your great avenues next Thursday.