- go for a run
- make soup
- do the laundry
- write at least something related to the book
- sit on the couch bathed in sunlight
- have a nap
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- Miranda W.
- Oxford, United Kingdom
- The author seeks frequent comfort from the question: "Where is there dignity unless there is honesty?" She mostly blogs about being an American in Oxford, but also blogs about things like food, love, bicycles, fashion, and books, so it's a bit of a mixed bag, really.
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- Thought in Motion
- Like Being a Kid Again
- Fés, Summer, 2007 (A Poem in Prose)
- The Circus at Night
- Bruises and Bills and Boot-Heels, Oh My
- Our First Mature Trip To London?
- Cheesy But So What
- Sunday I'm in Love
- Pages Devoid of Guilt
- Drinking the City
- The Anxiety of Age
- Living in a Yurt in Kathmandu? I Saw the Status U...
- The Breathing Space Between Hilary and Trinity
- Reading...*
- Midmarch
- In Between the Crack of the Bed and the Wall
- Here in the House which was the Site of Our Buddin...
- The Friday Dump
- Funnily Enough, Stephen King, There ARE Exceptions
- Recently
- In the Stone Circle, the Unpronouncable Village, t...
- Oxford, Late Winter, Evening
- Wednesday Morning in the Countryside
- Keeping Calm in the Year of the Plants
- Should, Want
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