day two hundred & eighty eight. ‘and the time keeps going on by and I wonder what is to become of me’

day two hundred & eighty seven. ‘come on now let the sad winds blow down’

day two hundred & eighty six. ‘I was the mistress of my fate’

day two hundred & eighty five. “And it’s been a convoluted road, you know. It’s been a great road, and often painful for both of us. We have been extremely close, we have been alienated. It’s a road of contrast. But there are still things to be learned, and still things to be shared, and still a certain amount of growing up to do in the never ending conquest to become adults.” Lindsey Buckingham, 2009.

day two hundred & eighty four. ‘this is no ticket to dreamland, a garden for fevers to grow in’

day two hundred & eighty three. ‘I am dealing with a man, when away from me stays deep inside my heart’

day two hundred & eighty two. ‘you used to call me wicked. I used to call you friend’

day two hundred & eighty one. ‘the conversations ring in my head. I remember everything that we said’

day two hundred & eighty. ‘and I’m unsure, I can’t see my way. and he says, “lady, you don’t have to see.”’

day two hundred & seventy nine. ‘remember the beauty of innocence, believe it or not you say’

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