October 2009
2 posts
“We shall not cease from exploration / And the end of all our exploring / Will be...”
– T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets (via psychotherapy)
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“Shuffling his backpack onto his left shoulder, he skipped down the steps,...”
September 2009
5 posts
((Wanting to write…just busy with lots…haven’t forgotten))
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Expressionless, she stared with bated breath at the screen before her, waiting for the door to sweep closed. He disappeared into the hallway beyond, and she dropped back in her chair with growing contempt for the indifference of her laptop. There on the cheap flat-pack desk it sat, vibrantly eager and lifelessly stoic, awaiting innocently her command, but she couldn’t work now. She could...
wedivorcedoverthisblog:
Because she never wrote on it.
Because he is such a drama king.
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“There isn’t much for me to say” she finally looked up at from her...”
Because she never wrote on it.