Got the dentist appointment tomorrow. My nerves are still hanging in there, I have no Idea why but I'm thankful all the same.
Quiet, thoughtful and a bit melancholy tonite. I think it's called nostalgic...
I know lives, I could miss
Without a Misery -
Others - whose instant's wanting -
Would be Eternity -
The last - a scanty Number-
'Twould scarcely fill a Two -
The first - a Gnat's Horizon
Could easily outgrow -
Emily Dickinson
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