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Perhaps that was the magic of any holiday: it lifted you out of the familiar and gave you a brief aerial view of your life in progress. It made you confront your world’s smallness in a vastness of opportunity.
Re: vacation
Odd how microscopic pauses could be so decisively revealing.
“The price of love is grief.”
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“An imperfect attempt to help is better than a self-protective nothing.
Roisin was her old self. Actually, no, that wasn’t true. She was her present self, this self. She liked this self.
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