Home is where the soul is

A book on Paris, where I was born but never lived in, does still feel like home even with it's many faults! It's like a long standing friend that you like to call to confide in even if you know it's not always going to be rewarded with empathy or even sympathy! But it is where I feel I belong. Anyway all this to say that I did not have any inspiration tonight. I am exhausted and I am glad it's the weekend so I won't have to take the train for 2 days!

I know I tend to often pictures related to books : this is because they are important to me. In this all digital era I like the simple feeling of touching, smelling, looking at a book! I also like paper too! There is something quite sensual about paper I think (I am not talking about the A4 office paper but handmade paper)