Days in the Life of a Forgotten Genius
The nearer the hour draws, the more I realise I fear its end. It will be gone then, never to come again.
Posted in Day-to-Day | 2 Comments »Tags: Fate, Fear, Life, Melancholy, Thought, Time
Any time in particular… or just generally?
Rachel, it is when you find you can’t look forward to something nice because it’s going to be so disappointing once it ends.
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