I think it was the way he looked at me with surprise and grabbed my hand when we met again, completely coincidentally. In that moment I was truly happy to see a familiar face especially in a sea of false smiles and insincere pleasantries. We said nothing more than two sentences before I proceeded to fall asleep in my seat while he took care of ( Read more... )

Refreshing my work webpage like a maniac, waiting to see where those humans behind their computers and desks are carting me off to this rainy Wednesday afternoon - though I'd much rather spend the day at home in bed with my candles and kindle and YouTube. If the Gods are kind they might spare me today, and grace me with a short work day tomorrow ( ( Read more... )

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Last night: poor service, french food, after-dinner drinks


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"My take on it had always been that I pushed him away, found him not to be ‘enough,’ had chafed at his withheld-ness, his lack of spontaneity, which, eventually, I imagined might be assuaged, or certain elements of it might be, by living together. Because it felt so intrinsically to be part of his character, though, this careful consideration of ( Read more... )

"So whatever makes you happy, fight for it, even if it seems like it's you against the world. And know that 1000km away there's someone rooting for you ( Read more... )

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Today was a strange day because it marked the last day I will see most of my university classmates. I was going to write notes in cards to people, bring my camera and be all typical girls-school-girly and nostalgic and everything, but being typical gillian-style blur and scatterbrained, I left my camera at home and forgot about writing the cards. ( Read more... )