Oh so cliched, but when this passed through my inbox was an astonishing coincidence in the light of what's been happening too recently ...
Learning to unlearn.
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett
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- *1105 - consumer-driven
- *1104 - make out room
- *1103 - eye contact
- *1102 - dork dream
- *1101 - ouch.
- *1100 - the Magnolia cupcakes got stale.
- *1099 - snackity snack
- *1098 - three-week evaluation
- *1097 - mish mash of foodie shots
- *1096 - quote of the day from yoga class
- *1095 - something to learn from
- *1094 - wise words from D
- *1093 - mooncakes please
- *1092 - induction
- *1091 - two breakfasts
- *1090 - L'Espalier
- *1089 - What have you been saying about your situa...
- *1088 - and here we are
- *1087 - 3 am
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