remembering

paiko

“Long walks are off, and alas, bathing in the sea; fillet steaks and apples and raw blackberries (teeth difficulties) and reading fine print. But there is a great deal left. Operas and concerts, and reading, and the enormous pleasure of dropping into bed and going to sleep, and dreams of every variety. Almost best of all, sitting in the sun–gently drowsing and there you are again–remembering.

I remember, I remember, the house where I was born….”

AGATHA CHRISTIE, An Autobiography

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be the rain

when there’s nothing
left to burn, be the rain
who brings everything good
back to life

PAVANA

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