Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Beauvoir and Sartre

Their relationship captivates me. I have read books on their lives together, validated my own romances through examples of theirs and unhealthily stalked their Parisian haunts every time I have been overseas. Whenever I wake early, I think about getting up, watching the sunrise, reading the paper and going back to bed after an early coffee. Because they used to.


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