My husband can’t stand John. He seems too raw, foreign, bizare and blunt. But for some reason I always get drawn to him, to this John. He labels himself as American, although a mix of other cultures can be found in him. He definitly has a bit of French look, although some mediteranean touches are here and there. His body is strong, maybe too strong. And a bit crunchy. And he is pretty filling. I love bitting his hard core and enjoying his raw taste. And then I chew and I chew. “Le John” is my favourite « américain » sandwich with beef tartare, crunchy bread and salad leaves. What did you think?
Author: Gabriela D. Spencer
I support you to Balance your overall Well-being, be it physical, emotional, relational or social through Life Coaching and Laughter Yoga. My aim is to ‘support you to help yourself’ as you are the only expert of your life. My interests include positive psychology, body-mind balancing techniques, stress management, well-being and connecting with one’s inner child. I am a Multi-potential and an ISFP (according to the latest tests, but who knows). I write and express myself whenever my mind is bursting with thoughts and emotions. Read me mostly in Romanian and sometimes in English. View all posts by Gabriela D. Spencer