Find a wonderful little restaurant and walk in to be seated. Unfamiliar
surroundings and new people always invoke a certain sense of freedom. A
shedding of any fear or inhibitions. Read, write, enjoy an early
breakfast.
Drive around for a while. A luxury not easily bestowed upon the average New Yorker. Wind blowing, music blaring, heart free.
Find my way to the beach once again. A quiet spot to read and to write.
Writing begins. Pen easily flows, thoughts instinctively run. Phone call with my Publicist, all things going according to plan.
Get inspired to cut hair. Big time. Nathan, while consulting on who should have won Project Runway and what we really think ofTyra in America's Next Top Model, snips away. And snips, and snips.
Red from the sun, hair no longer there, still writing...
3 comments:
where is this place sahba?
i want to be the person you write about... you:)
sounds like the beginning of an incredible journey. look forward to see where it takes you - or where you take it. ;)
now can we see your new hair?
SBA! sooo much fun...wish i was there to do all those things with you :(
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