I am going through my own personal heartache in Paris right now. Another night of bad sleep, waking up to streams of snow outside the window. I had almost mistaken a warm winter for an early spring. The snow this morning reminded me how much I wished that the most basic of human endeavours were not also the most heartbreaking.
In the meantime, I am going to take a time out from this tiny corner of the world called Little Pieces of Light. I'll get back online when the dust settles. Much love.