Imagine staying awake all night not because you're worried about the future but because it's FUN
Today. This bright new day that awaits us
She had reached a turning point. She no longer believed that a situation could be made better by writing a poem about it.
These days the nights and mornings have a tendency to bleed into one another.
Do you miss her?' 'Who? Emma? Of course. Every day. She was my best friend.
Everything was fine, and she had the rare, new sensation of being exactly where she wanted to be.