Some days, one’s thoughts are suited to a small, intimate circle. The wider world does not care, nor does it have an investment in knowing, what is on one’s mind. To the world at large, if the world notices at all, one’s thoughts usually are merely drab, tedious intrusions.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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One Response to Drab

  1. Meg+Koziar says:

    I’m so used to knowing when you wake up, how you slept, that I miss it. Hope the day turned out to be full of color!

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