06 March 2011

empty pockets

pocket01everytime you come back from a trip, you always empty your pockets. otherwise important things get left in there and quickly forgotten.

on friday when you came back, you were meticulously picking out all the hay and grass in all your pockets.

and then you threw everything in the washing machine because it all smelled like sheep. a smell you love, but not in your apartment.

pocket02and today, when you emptied your pockets, it was quite different from friday. it was very parisian. train tickets. metro maps. a wallet. photobooth strips. museum stubs. receipts.

and the pile will only grow as you’ve got two more rounds in paris before you can go back to having ebroicien pockets.

1 comment:

Rosa's Yummy Yums said...

A nice post.

Have a lovely week!