July 30th, 2010
“My life, which seems so simple and monotonous, is really a complicated affair of cafés where they like me and cafés where they don’t, streets that are friendly, streets that aren’t, rooms where I might be happy, rooms where I never shall be, looking-glasses I look nice in, looking-glasses I don’t, dresses that will be lucky, dresses that won’t, and so on.”
Jean Rhys, good morning, midnight (1939), p.40. (via modernistwomen)
Add in a complicated relationship with my pharmacist and the lady at the gym who watches Fox News and this is me.