well, maybe not a drizzle.
i think i just like the word drizzle. but days as grey, cold and rainy as this were meant for three things: hot tea, books, and quilts. sadly, stomping through rain to get to class did not make that list.
art. social justice. life.
"only the children know what they're looking for," said the little prince, "they spend their life on a ragdoll, and it becomes very important, and if it is taken away from them, they cry...""they're lucky." the switchman said.
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