if you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly
and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child.
oh my sister.....the time we spend apart in anticipation of our coasts meeting in the middle is suddenly clouded by the fact that she leaves on a jet plane and i leave before dawn for work. where did the weekend go? It was a good one. complete with reliving our childhood in chicago and watching our favorite from 1966, The Trouble with Angels. Hands down- a must see. do it.
via: Baron Wells. exquisite paradox.