One dreams of fantastic failures of journeys before departing. At least a little bit, in the back of the mind.
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I’m traveling with Miss Havisham, and a flatbed scanner, and in this page there is a huge departure as well.
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Be good, or else…
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Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.
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There is something unwanted in the conduction of the sunshine these days. Very few say there is an opportunity for a great amalgamation. The rest think it’s the end of the world as we know it.
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What does it say about people who write about themselves in third person?
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I learned today that the word ‘avocado’ comes from a word in Nahuatl language that means testicle.
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“I don’t want to make money, I just want to be wonderful.” ~Marilyn Monroe
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Vogue.
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Time to suit up!
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Being envious and grudging is a bad side of human nature.
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Teaching manners.
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“My cow is not pretty, but it is pretty to me.” ~David Lynch
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When I was a little kid I had nightmares about marshes. I grew up in a river delta, full of marshes, so I had more nightmares about it than usual.
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The terror of those nights when you go to bed and try to fall asleep knowing that life has changed for you forever. It’s inevitable.
The Havisham Hour 