Yes! I finally, successfully re-worked the Book It page. It was simply a formatting issue (that simply made me want to hurl my computer across the room). Now it looks all readable and lovely.
I decided that enough is enough and it’s time to read One Day by David Nicholls. I read this book just over a year ago and was awed by it. I told myself, “Self, you need to wait at least a year before you can read it again,” and here we are. One Day, we meet again.
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Here the shade and sun love me equally.
I fill a palm with green cardamom
I bend toward a heap of tea leaves
crushing tangible memories between
my fingers releasing a rush of recollection
rich as living always mine always mine.
I found this on page 58 of the Anthropologie catalog–please, tell me how much you love this store. This passage made me think of carefree traveling to a beach-y destination. The quote sits on a page with a pier and a boat in the distance. I should hope to find myself here in the near future.
A Broad At Home 