The time has come for rest, but before bed I'm going to read a bit. I'm currently reading "Love in the time of Cholera" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, brilliant stuff. I have to wonder how applicable it is to real life though; If I was to wait everyday at the park for to catch a glimpse of the target of my affection I'd probably be branded a creep and a stalker. I think my overtly affectionate self would perfectly suit the Caribbean circa 1880's/1930's. It would be nice if a boy could romance a girl without those niggling social pressures, maybe then could the secret letters I've written be delivered to their intended recipient.
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