She was determined to not be someone who projected her regrets onto her children or had a mid-life crisis at forty-five and so needed the reminder of her twenties to be an exercise in living dangerously. This was wrapped up with the desire to read philosophy and to do it fast and do it now… Continue reading writing: talent is its own expectation
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i could be bound in a nutshell and count it as infinite space if not for these bad dreams
the last pavilion 