"But Hold Your Own... Face the Wind Alone..."

Today am in love with Robert William Service and his poetry.

Also have another chapter of Sam. Sam going rather quickly, I have noticed. But he gets to meet Combeferre.

Also, yes. He's making me think a little of Rodya from 'Crime and Punishment'.

( The Shadow Meets the Light )

(Do you think I write too much? I'm starting to think I write too much.)

"From a World More Full of Weeping Than He Can Understand..."

Feel rather as though I am suffering from unrequited love. Fancy it's more that I want to cling to someone and shower affection, but I feel as though I'm being a dreadful nuisance if I start to, so then I stop abruptly.

So perhaps I'm lonely.

I need a hug... *curls up*