14 January 2015

JOURNAL: REMOVAL FROM REALITY

I would dearly like a day removed from reality, removed from linear time––just the capsule of my bedroom transplanted to the forested mountain wilds. A pile of books around my bedside table and pillows, some black licorice for snacking, and giant windows looking onto a universe where there are no people: that's what I long for. The evening would call for a thick, knit sweater and a crackling fire.

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