I have spent today very pleasurably. Taking inventory of Christmas gifts, studying the French future tense, practicing Bm on my ukulele so that I can play the Avett Brothers' "I & Love & You," and eating rye toast slathered with butter and honey.
Also Keats and Keats and Keats.
I miss people that I'll never meet.
And it's partially because of dreams of wallpaper covered in giant bouquets of flowers and letters not to me.
Loving what I have.
Especially relishing the fact that my two best friends are getting married in ten days.

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