My heart is singing for joy this morning! A miracle has happened! The light of understanding has shone upon my little pupil's mind and behold all things are changed!
These flowers which were splendid and sprightly waking in the dawn of the morning in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity sleeping in the cold night's arms.
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I still at hotel rooms I do this one sort of not-so-cool thing: continually shoving my room service tray in front of someone else's door. Because I don't want the remnants. I don't want to be caught like being like the pig that I was at two in the morning.
