Day: January 21, 2014

  • 145: Closer still

    It was merely a dimmed self acquaintance, your misadventures. Better an error your own, than a thousand truths followed unchecked. Thee to thee improved, only bitter refinements lead.

  • 144: Almost there

    Then there are those days, your follies overcome; when a town and its inhabits no advantage support over quietude, yet the echo reaches you in your lonely glade and draws thee out to investigate the mysteries of societal mirth. You might have cared if for yourself you cared less, pressed ever in mortal urgency, enjoying […]