Literary Life is more exhausting nervously, than most, because it works with nothing definite or regular, it is a continuous improvisation of reality out of illusions and fantasy, without set limit or hours. One needs to provide substance and duties to the life.
Ted Hughes, poet
2 comments:
Great photo, Di! xo
We should wander in Rome together one day, Tara ... or some place else. Paris was fun but you were home, we need to both be out with people to cook and clean for us, and only our cameras to worry about.
xo
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