Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Saturday, November 03, 2012
and so to bed
My immediate plans:
Pull the duvet over my head in my lovely, lovely bed. Feel safe.
Dream of love and new horizons.
Wake up, well-rested. Feel that I'm good enough for this world.
Have a lazy brunch.
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