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Pretending you know what you're doing is almost the same as knowing...

One doesn't become extraordinary-one decides to accomplish extraordinary things.

All quiet on the Western Front
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clayrobeson

Huh... No updates since February. Not that you can call twitter recaps updates. They must have changed the thing that connects the thing to the thing.

Anyway. Just felt like posting here tonight. Sentimental? Meh, who knows. Maybe it's just quieter than the "like" fest that is Facebook.

I cracked open the tea that I brought back for myself from Paris. Vert Provence from Marriage Fréres. Had it one night in this little outdoor restaurant right around he corner from my place. It was chilly, and Michi and I were having dinner outside. I got tea to keep me warm, and it was so amazing that I had to go find it and bring it back with me.

I was trying to come up with the appropriate description for how having the tea made me feel, and the only thing I can come up with is home sick.

Huh.

me
Paris, je t'aime

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