Old lady by the boulevard one afternoon. October 2011.
" Worry is a god, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns hair gray."
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My credo when things get tough? "There are other bigger things to worry about, out there. This is not just it. Or, "I've been through this before, it can't be that bad."
Love,
S.
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