Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Tuesday Mood

‘it was late in the evening when we finally exhausted ourselves and climbed out of the water to go home and prepare dinner. a slight breeze came out of the water with us and followed us along the way.’neverneverland: All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible. - William Faulkner (rememo)
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