The Subtler Fineries of Human Interaction
The Subtler Fineries Of Human Interaction
It was a book. The cover was lovely. The title was light blue wash of water colour calligraphy.
Done in a delicate hand. Pastel images made up the artwork. Out of focus people, a hint of sky, a group of buildings.
I decided to buy this attractive book. Even if the story was bad, the title and cover was to die for. I read the synopsis.
It was almost poetry: We all seek meaning. That of our own existence and of God. To find our soulmates. This is only temporary. Look deeper...
Bring on the rainy days! I'm about to transcend.
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