I've worked hard, every single day since I left school. I think I have a Protestant work ethic.
I don't have much of a bucket list. I don't have a lot of needs and desires.
Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.
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