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Home sweet home. In the cave. On the couch. Cats. Popcorn. Red Wine. Friday paper. What not to Wear.
As the thoughts come, invade, barge in, try to drag me somewhere, I say wisely, as if I am wise, to myself I say, is this something I can control? And of course, 99.9% of the time the answer is no, so then I say, so don't think about it. And I don't.
Why does it take 47 years to learn that?
A post or two ago I raved about a book, Bridge of Sighs. I'm a fast reader, but this book, I have only read at night in bed, where I don't last too long. Last night, I got pissed at the book. Why hasn't he written anything about Lou and Sarah having sex? it makes no sense and I feel like throwing it across the room. There must be some huge reveal coming up, he's too good a writer. Is he? Grr. Must finish this book.
As the thoughts come, invade, barge in, try to drag me somewhere, I say wisely, as if I am wise, to myself I say, is this something I can control? And of course, 99.9% of the time the answer is no, so then I say, so don't think about it. And I don't.
Why does it take 47 years to learn that?
A post or two ago I raved about a book, Bridge of Sighs. I'm a fast reader, but this book, I have only read at night in bed, where I don't last too long. Last night, I got pissed at the book. Why hasn't he written anything about Lou and Sarah having sex? it makes no sense and I feel like throwing it across the room. There must be some huge reveal coming up, he's too good a writer. Is he? Grr. Must finish this book.
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