Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.”
~Kahlil Gibran
This is not a story about foiled plans and what’s the use of trying anyway. This is precisely a story about making things- making stories, making plans, making lists, and making love- in the face of the inevitable messiness we will encounter.
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“Remember: our faces in proximity make a pure small space — a vessel or goblet that could hold the whole Atlantic…”
~Mary Karr, Summons
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.”
~Kahlil Gibran
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