I Need To Write My Fingers Are Itching To Write So Many Things To Write But Absolutely Nothing Comes

i need to write my fingers are itching to write so many things to write but absolutely nothing comes to mind

happy new year to everyone except my brother

I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it's too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one's being while the dark tide rises. Then comes the moon, marvelously serene, and some stars, very merry for some reason of their own. It is so easy to forget, in a wordly life, to attend to these miracles. But no matter. They are waiting when one returns.

Katherine Mansfield, Selected Letters

Listening to a non-fiction book about maritime disaster and the way this author is describing the ship sinking is so sexual

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i swear to god i will finish the eunmin in busan trip before their next birthdays PROMISE