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so me on a day (I have them) when I don't want to see anyone, talk to anyone or hear what anyone else has to say. Give me a note book and send me off into nature in a comfy sun dress, a soft sweater
"I am a reader not because I don't have a life but because I choose to have many..."
A large, still book is a piece of quietness, succulent and nourishing in a noisy world, which I approach and imbibe with "a sort of greedy enjoyment," as Marcel Proust said of those rooms of his old home whose air was "saturated with the bouquet of silence." ― Holbrook Jackson
reading... "hmmmmm? Where was my place?....oh yes....she was just entering the village where he lived...supposodely...and it was getting dark....the sounds of the streets were terrifying, she swallowed back her tears...what if he isn't even here? what if he lied to me? I must find him before midnight or else it will be too late...." njoyG