Monday, July 30, 2012

Oh--be still, my beating heart--!

Today, in the mail, something I've been anticipating since I first began talking to the person who would become its creator: the journal I'm to take with me on the Arctic trip.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever, and a thing of utility, symbolic of adventure and discovery and nascent nostalgia, that happens to also be a thing of beauty--well. Words are useless in the face of such a thing; "joy" is just a word that dissolves into the feel of hand-polished maple being hugged to one's chest.

.....sigh! <3

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