“We are walking down the street, holding hands.
There’s a playground at the end of the block and I
run to the swings and climb on, and Henry takes the one next
to me, facing the opposite direction, and we swing higher and higher,
passing each other, sometimes in synch and sometimes streaming
past each other so fast it seems like we’re going to collide,
and we laugh, and nothing can ever be sad,
no one can be lost,
or dead,
or far away:
right now we are here,
and nothing can mar our perfection,
or steal the joy of this perfect momentâ€.
The Time Travelers Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
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Well, I had taken two books off of my shelf to read but was not particularly excited about either – now, I think my interest got piqued and I’ll be starting this book today