"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Saturday, May 19, 2012
I'm supposed to go meet Blair and Ayanthi at Starbucks, but instead I am sitting here, not yet dressed from the shower and a torrential downpour began and my window is open and I am really enjoying sitting here alone.
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