Robin
When we first step outside, I ask Jones what the morning feels like. Read more
Each day an adventure, I tell him. Read more
The stingray drifts over us, it’s underbelly the face of a ghost. Read more
These are the text messages I received from my wife the other day: Read more
A cold, open morning passing through us. Read more
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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.
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