One resolves to write more often, but does one? Of course one doesn’t! Old habits, they die hard.
The icons, they sway back and forth.
Anyway, I should start small. This is a journal, so I shall put le jour en él.
This morning, it was snowing. At work, I read from
Titus Vinius to
Pliny the Elder while the new girl sat and watched me work.
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