"I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move." -Alfred, Lord Tennyson
So I just did a massive friends cut. I didn't actually want to cut anyone, except for old and dead journals/communities, so if I cut you and you still want to remain on my flist, comment here.
Basically, if you didn't comment to or can't see this post, you've been cut. If you were cut and you don't want to be added back, please remove me from your flists, as well. Thanks.
"So came August to its close, ending its last day with a night so luminous and still...there are nights in summer when darkness and ebbing tide quiet the universal wind, and this August night was full of that quiet of absence and the sky was clear."
Okay, I admit, I sort of cheated to get to 70 and read two super short books rather than forcing myself through 300 remaining pages of Jane Eyre in two days. However, in my defense, one was a book I was going to read anyway and the other I'd already started.