Think Good Thoughts
So much love for the people of the Northeast right now. Hang in there.
I’m resigned to sail on through in the wake of tales of you. I root for you. I love you. You. You. You. Fiona Apple "Valentine"
Poets claim that we recapture for a moment the self that we were long ago when we enter some house or garden in which we used to live in our youth. But these are most hazardous pilgrimages, which end as often in disappointment as in success. It is in ourselves that we should rather seek to find those fixed places, contemporaneous with different years. Marcel Proust “In Search of Lost Time”
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