"What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it,
bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me
like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself
again."
Anaïs Nin
Its barely a month more till I leave for Warwick and my departure is starting to feel more and more surreal as the date draws
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