And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Thursday, November 3
I shall never ask my boyfriend to go shopping with me again. He got grumpy towards the end.
Quite a haul. A skirt yesterday, a short white skirt today, & my black skirt's supposed to arrive on Saturday.