Friday, September 13, 2013


A truly good woman—or man—could feel this:
Sometimes I feel that I just cannot go on like this.  Sometimes at night I lie and wonder what will become of me if I stay this way.  The days pass and nothing happens.  I feel a kind of impatience.  My heart seems to be waiting—for something.
Try to feel this way sometimes.

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