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On the first day, he plotted in a panic of perverse patience:
My dearest, we never write love letters.
Our world demands too much of us, it seems, with all the hustle to get our work done, to finish first or risk the penalty of being left behind. Do we lack the words or have we simply …
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Surprises. May your years and your life be filled with them. The sweetest un-expectations. Dreams fulfilled. Longings answered. Surprise yourself.
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Never keep a queen waiting. And if they do, don’t wait for them. You’ve always danced to your own tune (though you possess what barely passes off as two left feet). We call you the Diva. …
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I had missed the dawn. My day started early and it would end very late. The researchers, the doctors and the dominatrices and the dons, they were not an easy audience and I must entertain and educate them. We were cloistered up in an enormous and enormously chilly ballroom in one of the prettiest resorts …
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These days I don’t even have time for a cup of coffee. Snow White tells me coffee is bad for you. (Her secret to eternal youth is apparently no coffee, no tea, no air-conditioning while sleeping and running. Every day. Without fail.)
I would like to tell you that coffee is bad for you but these days …
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I have spent enough days living out of hotel rooms and luggage bags. Every airport looks the same, the check-in gates, the customs, the conveyor belts that spit our baggage and our burdens. It’s been a week now since I last saw your face, held it in my hands, drawing you in close for a …
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We may have already died without even realising it.
They say that at the end of an education you are set free. You are equipped with all you need to face the world. You are ready. You have your whole future ahead of you. This is, of course, a rather convenient lie.
It’s easy enough to believe this myth, …
