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When Wanderers Cease to Roam: A Traveler's Journal of Staying Put

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“In a dozen strides he was with me, had his arms around me, held me so tightly I could barely breathe, and hid his face in my hair. And I did not know until he embraced me how I had longed for his embrace! His strength and joy gave me the peace I had been seeking; he was my rock, my rest, my certainty…. “You are alive!” he breathed. “Alive! Nothing matters beside that!...When I heard—what Cathbad told me—Guinevere, the light went dark.”… He pulled me to his breast and kissed my hair.”

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“I love a lounging pajama." You also love a marabou mule slipper and a satin robe with a train. "It is elegant." It is insane. "It is sophisticated." Sure, if you're Nora Charles. It isn't 1940. "Yeah, but look at yourself." I look in the mirror. The silk and cashmere blend fabric has just the right amount of drape to conceal the lumpier parts of me without clinging, but enough weight to seem more substantial than sleepwear. The color is somewhere halfway between cream and ballerina pink, a color I would never pick, but is a lovely counterpoint to my pale skin and dark hair. All in all, I look fairly adorable for this hour, certainly good enough to warrant a little morning attention. "Told you so." Yeah, yeah. "Didn't I give you a matching robe for that?" Don't push it. "I'm just saying." Fine. I grab the matching robe. It has a wide band of gathered elastic in the back that hits right above my tush, giving me shape, even though the robe isn't tied. Made of the same fabric as the pajamas, it doesn't add bulk the way most robes do, but instead almost serves as the same elegant look a long trench provides. "HA!" You are such a bad gloater. "Too bad. You look utterly shaggable.' Well I hope so, since I'm pretty sure Brian doesn't think he is coming over for an actual meeting.”

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