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creative-hours

et si j’ai du mal, c’est noye, c’est noye

Sometimes you’re given a day. It’s always a normal day for me, routine in every way. I still get up at 7 am. I still commute. I still know that terrible things are happening, I know that people hate and fight and die.  It just so happens that on that perfectly usual day, the past doesn’t hold weight and the future doesn’t scare me. Everything in the world is golden, a birch’s leaves falling all over the place. Dying, maybe, but oh, so brilliant.

The Gift by Czeslaw Milosz

C’est Noye by Victoria Vox

My Dream by Ogden Nash