Sometimes, it pays to really, truly appreciate the lush, red carpets and amber lighting, the oaken furnishings, the clipped echoes of eager footsteps trotting along long, candle-lit corridors. It pays to let the strains of music flow over you like a park fountain in summer. It pays to quell the fury within.
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Tuesday, April 15, 2008
(Quiet)
Sometimes, it pays to really, truly appreciate the lush, red carpets and amber lighting, the oaken furnishings, the clipped echoes of eager footsteps trotting along long, candle-lit corridors. It pays to let the strains of music flow over you like a park fountain in summer. It pays to quell the fury within.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Rivers of steam
Because everything has a shelf life.
In the peak of summer, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible crabbiness.
In the peak of summer, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible crabbiness.
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