"She felt somehow very like him—the young man who had killed himself. She felt glad that he had done it; thrown it away. The clock was striking. The leaden circles dissolved in the air. He made her feel the beauty; made her feel the fun. But she must go back. She must assemble." - Virginia Woolf
Monday, April 22, 2013
A sunny spring day in Seattle
A perfect start to the week. Biking on the Burke Gilman trail in the Seattle sunshine with my dad. Stopping by Gasworks. Getting coffee in Ballard. Lovely city.
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