Archive for the 'itchy' Category

Sunday afternoon melancholy

Sunday, December 14th, 2008

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still. Like when they say, “As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.
– Jean Rhys

Protected: ‘but Mom, it itches!’

Wednesday, April 4th, 2007

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