leant by jasmine (i can’t annotate it). ”If the object of your desire were within perpetual reach, it would be worthless. You must only ever graze it. A whiff of perfume on a busy street: gone before you knew it was there, and then, you look around in dismay, in ecstasy, thinking: Wait, did something just happen here? You'll spend the rest of your days wanting that feeling back.
Phil wasn't having any of it.”
— Oct 01, 2026 01:12AM
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