17-06-2010, 01:50 PM
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I'm pretty good actually thanks Katie. :) Someone special told me they were proud of me last night and that I was doing really well (in terms of carrying on through tough times and not hurting myself) (oh and that I was a good writer!). I didn't realise he appreciated that so it came as a bit of a shock. A nice shock of course!
How are you, lovely?
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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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