22-12-2009, 11:14 AM
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Well done, Katie. :)
I know what you mean about 'exposing yourself'. I get like that too afterwards, especially when it means a lot to me. Hopefully the feeling will pass and you will feel a little stronger. :)
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The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
Wind in the Willows.
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