I realise I hope for too much. I know I'm often setting myself up for disappointment when I do, but they're a little like Pringles: Once I hope, I can't stop ... until reality comes crashing down. Ugh, I need to stop doing this to myself, dammit.
For some reason, I feel like rereading Twilight. And I still have yet to begin on Christopher
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