After a terrible day, and being in so much pain i can hardly speak another word, I thought "WHAT WOULD ANNE SHIRLEY DO?"
and asked Eli whether or not we could go to the bookstore this evening. He smiled and nodded and I threw my sweater on and as we marched through the snow I said "sometimes it's so nice to go out into the cold night with someone you love."
And sitting here, surrounded by literature that is do delicious I want to devour it all, it comes to me...being on an awful liquid diet that leaves me constantly hungry and weak, there's always something that fills me up. BOOKS!!
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