"He did not know why he was so irrationally happy, for nothing had changed in his life or hers. He had not even touched the tip of her fingers or looked her full in the eyes. But their evening together had given him a vision of what life at her side might be, and he was glad now that he had done nothing to trouble the sweetness of the pircture. He had a fancy that she knew what had restrained him..."
(Wharton 56)
Sometimes, a cup of coffee, a guitar, and a breezy day makes everything seem alright.
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posted on Saturday, August 18, 2012 @ 11:20 PM
Sometimes, I just wonder about things too much.
7 days. 7 freaking days.
So many unsorted matter of bussiness.
13.5 more hours of work.
Packing. Letter writing. Address getting.
Weird things.