Dear friend, My birthday was not the best I’ve ever had to be honest. It fell right in the middle of a bad mood that spread with the malice of an oil spill over my conception of past, present and future. For many weeks, I wished that the invincible summer that Camus talked of had had the good manners to stay within me. There was nothing to recommend it once it was without.
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Dear friend, My birthday was not the best I’ve ever had to be honest. It fell right in the middle of a bad mood that spread with the malice of an oil spill over my conception of past, present and future. For many weeks, I wished that the invincible summer that Camus talked of had had the good manners to stay within me. There was nothing to recommend it once it was without.