I like the way that I get sad. The way that I think about a particular girl, and the way I imagine that life would be so much better if I knew her.
IAWL: Today I did OK. I could have talked more with my students though in the moments before class started.
Verdict: SUCCESS. Yes, today was a success, again. Thank you. I lived, I breathed, I enjoyed the music, the letter I got from Mia, the walk to class, the cold on my face, the stock market.
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About Me
- ComePassion
- “... we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.” PB
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