"he smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. it was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. it faced–or seemed to face–the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. it understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself."
– f.scott. fitzgerald, “the great gatsby”.
nothing like a good weekend, among men and women coming and going “like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars” to reassure you of your choices.
new college, i missed your glorious nonsense (and classes on “underwater basket weaving”), but i think i was always meant to be a visitor.
thank you for allowing me to charleston among your inhabitants. it made my heart 36 shades of happy.