these books landed on my lap serendipitously. now if only i can send a sudden jolt right through the core of my insistence to resist to write, then, that would be the day.
she writes. she looks up, searching far and wide. she writes and yet nothing is written... will she ever fill-out a page and extract everything she so long to share?
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now that i see them, i now feel the shiver down my spine after my out-of-the-blue question just recently.
uncanny. serendipity indeed. :)
take care over there.
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