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Tel Quel

je sais bien mai quand même

Other than the fact that I’ve overslept two consecutive mornings, it has been a gloriously windy weekend (reminding me of anywhere but here). It’s a strange sort of liberty, judging from the circumstances of my coming weekends but I’m still trying to get used to it (suddenly I have the luxury of reading in bed all afternoon.) I loved today, it was a culmination of all the positive joojoo – family, my paranoid teapot cat, dinner at Founder’s. As I caught you thumbing through my copy of The Tales with furrowed brows, I could imagine myself hearing the clockwork persistence of your thoughts as I had each time I read him. At that moment, my heart was filled with wild adoration. There was no interest whatsoever, but I had already known that very well.

The Arcade Fire is on repeat in my head right now.


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