I don’t have much to say tonight, so let’s all admire Edward Elgar’s moustache.
Apparently the proper American spelling is “mustache.” I had no idea.
I want to escape into a misty forest at dawn and run toward the light that spills through the trees. I want to cloak myself in velvet and swim into a glittering nebula. I want to discover the truth of God and the universe.
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