Day 27: Orange Rose in my window, and First Glance.

For a matra surrounded by water: tu te souviendras de moi: In the first glance is the most durable truth.

“‘Waiting outside Stinson’s, Hannah glances at her watch again, and again, as if in the looking it would accelerate her dinner companion’s arrival, as if it’s her connection to life as if time was her whole world as if her watch controlled the time.

Time, for her, passed like water’s rush from a broken levy, never just a river’s ebb. It’s always been that way for her, always. Be optimistic, she thought. Guard your heart, it’s sweeter when you are wrong. ‘I am not so bad, and not so bad at this, she thought; and, maybe I am not going to be alone forever, with my small yellow smelly dog, swimming for my peace at the beach tomorrow.“—-Duchess of Orange 🍊