Emily Belsey

Writer Extraordinaire

Today a new sun rises for me; everything lives, everything is animated, everything seems to speak to me of my passion, everything invites me to cherish it.

- Anne de Lenclos

So, my left pant leg has lost its hem. I don’t know how or why it happened. All I know is, all of a sudden I was dragging a little ball of black string behind me when I walked.

I’m sad.

I don’t have a sewing machine with which to fix my pants. Well, not a working one, anyway. See, people have loaned or given me sewing machines (with which I sewed two quilts!) but I have broken them all.

You shouldn’t be my friend. I break sewing machines and my pants are falling apart.

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