Things Adrift

Let's go down the beach ...

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Rain on roof outside window, gray light, deep covers and warm blankets. Rain and nip of autumn in air; nostalgia, itch to work better and bigger. That crisp edge of autumn.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, 26 August 1956 in Paris (via elenamjacobs)

(Source: lovingsylvia, via thebreitlife)