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    You may remember the children's book about Alexander, the poor little chap who had a rotten day. The excerpt below reminds me of my day today.   "I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now it's in my hair and when I got out of bed thi
Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 2/10/05 Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 2/10/05

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    I have just awoken from a fitful head-bobbing nap on the late train back to Paris. Fortunately, I did not fall into a deep slumber, but instead managed to stay in that catatonic state somewhere between somewhat awake and not quite drown
Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 2/6/05 Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 2/6/05

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    At what point do dreams end and reality begin? Is there a fixed point in time, a sudden realization, a cacophonous crashing when the two meet? Or is it more subtle... a shift in thought, a quiet surrender of hope gone weary? Anatole Fra
Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 2/1/05 Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 2/1/05

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    "I'm leaving, on a jet plane. Don't know when I'll be back again." The words play liltingly in my head, swirling a simple la dee da melody. I am on a jet plane to Paris. Everything about this seems as natural to me as getting in the car
Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 1/29/05 Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 1/29/05

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    Earlier this week, I found myself wrestling with an iron. Now mind you, this wasn't your typical Mrs. Cleaver household iron. No, it was a tiny compact travel iron that was conveniently packaged so tightly in hard plastic that it nearly
Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 1/25/05 Paris & London 2005 Melissa Dessaigne 1/25/05

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