vice. no forethought, often, only just a sense of, whyever not. the sulks don't seep into the soul anymore. i am becoming a naturally happy person. given to giggles. easily entertained. easily able to hold still, except when unproductive. but these impulsive fancies must cease. one can't have everything, but so much love for the world at large. this christmas weekend was such an unexpected success.
in which we attempt, in our own fashion, to suck out all the marrow of life. state of being: dissertating grad student. we teach contemporary world literature and aspire for a minimalist lifestyle. we love beaches, meditative walking, sunny days, bright frocks, and fussy, complicated food with bold flavour and interesting texture.
Monday, December 26, 2011
instant gratification
vice. no forethought, often, only just a sense of, whyever not. the sulks don't seep into the soul anymore. i am becoming a naturally happy person. given to giggles. easily entertained. easily able to hold still, except when unproductive. but these impulsive fancies must cease. one can't have everything, but so much love for the world at large. this christmas weekend was such an unexpected success.
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Good job with that! I'm trying to be a nicer, less mean person, hope it works.
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