I've finished A Tale of Two Cities while at work. It was really quite embarrassing. Thumbing through the final pages a student walked in for an appointment and I looked up at her with what must have been red, red eyes and horror at her having disturbed me in these last few pages. Don't you know?, I wanted to choke out, Sydney will give anything for her, anything at all. Of course I pointed her in the right direction and finished. Charles Dickens, never one of my favorites, you have forever found a place in my heart.
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.
And on that note, all I want is rain and a vase of lilacs.
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