“A day spent without the sight and sound of beauty, the contemplation of mystery, or the search of truth or perfection is a poverty-stricken day; and a succession of such days is fatal to human life.” ~Lewis Mumford
I'm sitting in class wondering when I will have the next chance to get some sleep--usually happens once or twice or week. Then I come home and look at my babies--little stinkers, who gave them the right to sleep so much? I want to know what I need to do to be reincarnated as a dog in the next life.
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