THE BLOG OF DISQUIET :Qweir Notions,an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since2008.
Sunday, 15 May 2016
Today I had one of the best
of the several hundred (thousand ?)
really good days of my life. A free old age
is far more enjoyable than childhood
- if only because one has one's necessarily (?)
restricted childhood to compare it with.
Yes, some days are golden some days are blue. I like your comparison. Many of my childhood days were blue. Today, my days are mostly bronze, sometimes overlapping into a silver.
1 comment:
Yes, some days are golden some days are blue.
I like your comparison. Many of my childhood days were blue.
Today, my days are mostly bronze, sometimes overlapping into a silver.
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