Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Ah yes, this. How relevant are the stories of our youth as the years roll by!
Yes. And I feel like an old, nostalgic woman quoting such things. ;) But they are still true.
We are all hopeless nostalgics, going back to the words we read or the words we wrote. Although I find many glimmers of joy in your writings often, and that is good.
Exactly, nostalgia is deeply embedded in us, it seems. Thank you for seeing those glimmers!
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Ah yes, this. How relevant are the stories of our youth as the years roll by!
Yes. And I feel like an old, nostalgic woman quoting such things. ;) But they are still true.
We are all hopeless nostalgics, going back to the words we read or the words we wrote. Although I find many glimmers of joy in your writings often, and that is good.
Exactly, nostalgia is deeply embedded in us, it seems. Thank you for seeing those glimmers!
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