she thinks she's missed the train to mars - she's out back counting stars.

"Then all the words, the ideas, the memories, were drawn together like the cords of a hundred kites and he said:

'I'd like to work now.'

Lillian watched the transformation in him. She watched the half open mouth close musingly, the scattered talk crystallizing. This man so easily swayed, caught, moved, now collecting his strength again. At that moment she saw the big man in him, the man who appeared to be merely enjoying recklessly, idling, roaming, but deep down set upon a terribly earnest goal: to hand back to life all the wealth of material he had collected, intent on making restitution to the world for what he had absorbed with his enormous creator's appetite."
~from "Ladders to Fire," Anais Nin

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