Only a person who is congenitally self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays.
--E.B. White
Sunday, February 14, 2010
On Valentine's Day
A dimly lit room, a Francine Rivers novel, a mixed tape of Journey, Air Supply and Foreigner, and 3 of bottles wine bought at my local laundromat. Wake me up when it is over.
