Polkadot29 ноября 2017В друзьяI’ve become the world’s most adept procrastinator. It’s gotten so bad, I’ve gotten good at putting off entire days of the week. Just this past Monday, I woke up and said, ”Not today. I’ll do Monday tomorrow. I went back to sleep until Tuesday.” He let out a rasping smoker’s laugh and coughed. He’d meant the story to be funny, but I didn’t take it that way. I’m no shrink. But I do know that one of the signs of serious depression can be to pull the covers over one’s head in the hope the world will go away.Читать далее1 понравилось106
Polkadot29 ноября 2017В друзьяThe people who would come as paying guests were “special” in the sense that they were creative artists, sensitive one would assume, perhaps high-strung, emotionally complex. And possibly tormented, as some artists are when they find it impossible to translate creative thoughts to paper, or to canvas, or to express their inner musical visions.35
Polkadot29 ноября 2017В друзьяCabot Cove has always been. Although it’s grown over the years as more people fall in love with its physical beauty and slower pace, and opt to move here, it remains a community relatively free of violence. We’ve had our murders. One, maybe two a year.39
Polkadot29 ноября 2017В друзья"Like I always say, if I could write prescriptions for vacations and sabbaticals, I would. Far as this doctor’s concerned, stress kills more people than everything else combined.” “Shame health insurance plans don’t cover prescriptions for vacations,” I said. “Nothing preventative ever is,” Seth added with solemnity.34