l'enfer, c'est les autres

waking up to a text in french, i was forced to confront, at the ugly hour of ten in the morning, the weightiest of all questions; was my life, at last, complete?

to which i say
ASK ME AGAIN IN OCTOBER

more circles (but i digress):

did you know the rhine is my favourite river? oh yes.

the right to romanticize things, think of things in terms of. moar.