IMAGINED PARIS AND CO

the kids had had their fun watching their parents suffer at disneyland, time for my favourite place.

sure you can buy anything online and i do hate going shopping, but there’s something irresistible about this bookshop.

it was one of the places i visited and fell in love with the first time i met paris, not because they sold all 10 copies of my broken heart walking that i brought from indonesia that time.

upon entering the marvelously old-fashioned building, i was thinking what books i was after. i’m a boring person, i love reading whom i have read in the past. so when i entered the poet’s corner, it was like a poignant pilgrim to me.

the souls i grew up with: plath, dickinson, pound, keats, paz, neruda, to mention just a few. the dear, dear souls – they grabbed my little heart straight away. an empty stool, ‘poetry’ stool, was waiting for me: it was a fatal reunion!

what have i been doing all this time? procrastinating writing because life requires me to do other things, practical things like work, study and play. writing awaits at the back of a queue of problems in my head, waiting for the right timing to be dealt with, which doesn’t seem to ever come.

ah well, stop procrastinating: the laundry is waiting.



love,
imagined dina

visit SHAKESPEARE AND CO

this is the seventh post from my 3 weeks in france.

#imaginedroadtrip and #imaginedparis on instagram

wearing:
ikks BLACK TOP
current elliott WHITE BOYFRIEND JEANS
karl lagerfeld LEATHER BIKER JACKET
chanel RED CLASSIC BAG
adidas original STAN SMITH
le specs ROUND SUNGLASSES
monica vinader GOLD NECKLACES

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