Saturday, November 12, 2011

bibliothèque

Until I spend the rest of my life reading marvelous books, you'll never know my future library.

I'll go on sabbatical from life, because there is nothing tying me down.

Faithfulness wherever I go, and leave the doors locked for the dust to settle in and eat away at the hardwood floors. Then, and only then, will it make sense to learn calligraphy and make stationary. I promise I'll write. I'm learning a lesson in slowing the **** down.

Future Life. My Brain Is Not A Paranoid Android.

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