-6C and snowing...

This is not meant to be a weather report but I thought the extreme of the winter here is worth sharing. And yeah after two days of running around town looking for last minute gifts and viewing apartments I caved in and bought some fake ugg boots. The high heel leopard print booties were just not cutting it anymore.I'm not sure whyapartment hunting at Christmas-time in Hungary seemed like a good idea from Paris , I shoud know better then plan any outdoors activity in freezing Budapest wintertime. Feeling better too. though reclaimedmyvoice albeit a few shadesdeeprthen before voiceloss .Feeling Back to myself which seems to be the case when ever I come back home and spend a few days away from work.I also discovered a disk with all myold photos so i'll be sharing thosehere even though some of them are ridiclously over-photoshopped ( like that too strong sepia-tint)still they remind me of tose years full of lofty creative aspirations before I started working.

Enforced silence ..

Somehow everything has been in motion and I'm still grappling with decisions made. Apparently so is my body as I've literally lost my voice over the last few days nothing but painful whispering or shutting up left. The feeling of elation from giving in my resignation has subsided as my company then came back with an offer that driven by fear and resposible adult thinking I had to accept. I have stayed working at the same company in marginally better positioon with marginally better pay and feelin more then marginally trapped. Alas hope for a change in some not so distant future lives on . Only thing left to do is shake off this cold regain my voice and somehow manage to cram in christmas shopping and making meetings with realtors in the next four days before I head to Budapest.Then again i might just give myself a break and chill out and regain some sanity that hasnt been syphoned off yet from my work and collegues ...

à next time with a dash more positivity.. hopefully