For three days I had been considering what I should do, and still more what I should say? I had invented a dozen imaginary conversations, in all of which logic and eloquence had procured me a certain kind of victory. How I wish the past still existed here and I could simply come and visit it and have a cup of coffee with it when I was tired of the present.
Current music: Numb ( Linkin park )
Current mood: good
The Story Of My Cats: Arrivals And Departures
3 years ago
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