"There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest."
- Anais Nin
*Note: To read Atlas Shrugged first thing at the new place (the last two books I've read have been How to Be Good by Nick Hornby and The Red Tent which both amount to good but kind of skimpy, uninspiring reading.)
*Sidenote: I started seriously looking for the new place yesterday and can't wait to create another little hotbed of practical thought, unpractical art/domestic projects, relay points, and beautiful rest. I may be building it up a little too much but right now I feel about as excited to burst at the prospect of inhabiting my own little cave once again. Mef.