Thursday, February 02, 2012
Currently Re-reading Hunting and Gathering by Anna Gavalda It was a tear. Forming at the corner of my right eye. Too big to blink away. And only in my right eye. My left eye, though moist, wasn't going to join in. That started in 1998, only one eye crying. Doesn't happen often, but it always seems to happen when I need to turn my face away to hide that overflow of emotion. But I was sitting on the left side of the b…
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