jassyradlett
It's hazardous to take risks, I thought, for most of my life but I've realized now that's its hazardous not to. I didn't understand that making mistakes was not the end of me, that mistakes didn't negate my reason for being. It was in fact, hazardous to hold such views. I just didn't know.
Specifically there was something about him that was compelling. His intelligence, his bravery, is lack of engagement. She was a cliche, wanting what was out of reach. She sighed.
Penguin, small and compact. Cheerful creatures who go about their business in a matter of fact way. The males hatch the eggs, how interesting, she thought.
Coffehouse, like the one where you sat alone with a book, or your computer. Sometimes you were involved in your book or imaginary place that you'd dreamt up for yourself, other times, you knew, felt, you were alone.
Lighters, cool, small, compact. They felt small in the hand, out of sight, like a secret with a flame inside. They were like her, self contained.
He wore a brown comfortable jumper. He smiled as she entered the room. He was as comfortable and unassuming as the clothes he wore. She liked him immensely.
Install yourself into this life, into his life, into this country. make that space yours, as you gaze out the window into the city and you know that this place is yours too. You loved the city before you loved him.
A flannel was wrapped around an old water bottle to keep the wet out and make me feel more comfortable. The customs were so different here. The rooms smaller, colder, but homey. I liked England.
A flannel was wrapped around an old water bottle to keep the wet out and make me feel more comfortable. The customs where so different here. The rooms smaller, colder, but homey. I liked England.
Shotgun, sitting in the car together, she felt uneasy. She realized that her trust was limited. She feared a car would appear without warning. This was no doubt indicative of other fears. She failed to find safety in his judgement.
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