The state of change is an unhappy one. I spend my days trying to collect myself, finding a gorgeous thought to ride the crest of like a wave. Or like building a ship, the mast, my sails and a joyful wind. But this sort of merry gliding falls flat, invariably. So it reasons that I must change. I am not a collection of board and cloth blowing along
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Also I would like to say thank you for letting me wear your scarf all through rehearsal today, I like your scarf.
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