dreaming

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every night i go to bed i flick through convoy for inspiration. sometimes, i have favourite pages like no 4.

when i close my eyes, i dream of workspaces. i want mine with a succulent wall garden in.

i also dream of breakfast with freshly baked bread and croissant as from tartine; saturday morning strolls in broadway market in search for a vanilla bean cupcake from violet; and long walks with unexpected encounters.