wierd.

"And as each and all of them were warmed without by the sun, so each had a private little sun for her soul to bask in; some dream, some affection, some hobby, at least some remote and distant hope which, though perhaps starving to nothing, still lived on, as hopes will. Thus they were all cheerful, and many of them merry."
from Tess of the d'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy

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currently listening to:
if i had a million dollars- barenaked ladies
get low- lil jon & the eastside boyz
glycerine- bush
you and me- lifehouse
bohemian rhapsody - queen