Beauteous, baseless, unreasonable joy.

“I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.” ― Virginia Woolf There are days such as these, where mundaneness begets joy. When the ordinary becomes cherished. When nothing... Continue Reading →

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