Watching a biography of Cary Grant. Like Finch-Hatton, they said that he gave gifts not at Christmas, but because it was Monday, or Tuesday....
That is sweet.
Biographies always go so fast and end in a sad way.
I never thought my life would go fast forward like that and end as disappointingly. But, at least I was able to say I loved someone with an amazing passion I never thought possible, except unrequited.
Hope springs.
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