She wished it were evening now, wished for the great relief of the calendar inking itself out, of day done and night coming, of ice cubes knocking about in a glass beneath the whisky spilling in, that fine brown affirmation of need.

Michelle Latiolais

Tag: loss sadness coping lost-love cocktail-hour drinking-your-troubles-away happy-hour

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