I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But m — Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
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I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But memory is never like that. It makes hills of feeling in collapsed hours, a scene of enclosure made all precious by its frame.

— Lydia Millet, My Happy Life
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