Got visa. Now to wrap up the truckloads of work that has been piling up on my desk while I fretted and fumed.
Serves me right.
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Or, why rave and rant inside your head when you can share the whole manic experience with the world at large.
From The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
How did I know that someday - at college, in Europe, somewhere, anywhere - the bell jar, with its stifling distortions, wouldn't descend again?
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