.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } task lighting © Raffaella Loro It's lunchtime in the war room. That's what I'm going to call where I'm sitting. Although I sit in a cubicle there are not enough for this area to be called a cube farm (ugh, typing on...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } definition of trust © Raffaella Loro The official test of my character, the real demonstration of my ardent pedestrianism, will come not when I go for a walk when it is seven degrees outside but when it is minus twenty seven.At least...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } last light of the day © Raffaella Loro I realized this evening that is has been about seven years since I lived alone. I don't really mind it all that much, but there are moments when the apartment is completely quiet and...

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So... here's the story of my entry to the City.I arrive after midnight, but being a travel pro I've packed only the smallest of carry-ons and have no baggage to pick up. I'm set on my goal of getting to my destination, the house of the bride and groom, as soon as possible. I choose the taxi over transit only because it is...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } city hall embrace... © Raffaella Loro I feel a bit unprepared for my trip to Toronto tomorrow. It seems to have approached so rapidly that I haven't had time to properly anticipate it. I will get up in the morning and finish...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } the family resemblance © Raffaella Loro Every time I see a photo of myself it's as if I'm looking at a stranger. I don't always recognize myself. You'd think I'd have outgrown this self fascination. I know I must come across as...

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Let me premise by saying that sometimes I start writing things and then I am interrupted and I lose my train of thought. I think that's what happened with this. I started writing this two months ago, scribbles in my tiny notebook. Then life got a little bit complicated and I didn't feel like writing anymore. At least not that piece. I tried...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } she neither hears nor sees © Raffaella Loro There was a chill in the air this morning. Outside the chill was somewhat refreshing, even though it meant that I had to wear a sweater while out for my daily constitutional. Inside the...

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If you live in a place long enough you start to imagine all the things you could do differently. I am of course speaking interior design wise. This morning I'm dreaming a bit about graphic wallpaper and shelves and desks and a supercomfortable chair where I could read and knit. They might happen eventually, just not anytime soon. Insert sigh here. If you...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } leave © Raffaella Loro I've been staying up way too late recently. Tonight is no exception. This late night owlishness wouldn't be a problem if I actually slept in to a decent hour in the morning, but that hasn't been happening. It's...

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } repose © Raffaella Loro It's the much anticipated symphony weekend. I live blogged a couple concerts last year and this year I'm at it again. This year I've been able to be more free with my camera since there is a photo...

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Weeks of waiting finally payed off. I have been offered the job I want and I am simply estatic. I can't wait to get to work again. I'm thrilled about the projects I'll be able to work on, I'm excited who I will get to work with. It'll be an amazing position. Things are coming together. Weeks of waiting finally payed off. I...

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This may end up being one of those posts that I never finish or choose to delete once I write it out. That would be a general indication that this post will be personal in nature, so of very little interest to anyone but myself. But I'm in need of a venting session. I was frustrated today and finding it difficult to pretend...

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It's one of those nights when you can't sleep even though your body isexhausted. It's just too hot. Or it's just too late. ...

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