novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- love supplicant: work, read, travel... travel? illuminating pulp paperback passage, 1957 "laura climbed out of the tub and dried herself, looking in the mirror as she did so. she had never liked the looks of herself very well. it still amazed her to think that this slim white body of hers... had been desirable to someone once. she studied herself. she was not remarkable. i a certainly not beautiful, she thought consciously to herself. and yet i have been loved. i have loved. she gazed at herself for a moment more and the ghosts of old kisses sent shivers down her limbs. then she rubbed herself briskly and put her pajamas on. that's over now, she said to herself. i'll work, i'll read, i'll travel. some people aren't made for love. even when they find it, it's wrong. i'm one of those." 12:19 am - 09.01.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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