the woods are lovely,
dark and deep.
but i have promises to keep
and miles to go
before i sleep...
-robert frost
bought a kindle. pleased as punch about it. stumbled upon an antique book filled with nursery rhymes for naughty children. it is filled with descriptions of beasts out of a child's nightmare. fantastic. like i don't have my own set of problems in the dreamworld...
debussy - clair de lune
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