The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.
Virginia Woolf, diary entry (April 21, 1918)
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The Dark Of The Matinee - Franz Ferdinand
I spend a lot of time thinking about my jokes or funny things I’ve said and analyzing how I could have better executed them
Dream A Little Dream Of Me - Dot Tattler
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