38. VENTURE OUT TO SIT DOWN

I've been reading Gregory David Roberts' Shantaram for roughly two weeks now, barely able to pry my eyes off this almost thousand page literary masterpiece, when I got an itch to ditch my room for some other cozy, comfortable reading spot. Completely blanked as to where that might be in London, I ended up in Paris, a city I've always wanted to go to, and now had nothing holding me back.

Aaaaah c'est manifique! 

37. TOILETS

 

"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
   If this be error and upon me proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved."

-Shakespeare Sonnet 116