this summer I have really done nothing I didn't feel like doing: stayed up late to read, read dozens of periodicals, hit or miss, beached it, swum, sunned, shopped extravagantly (I just better get some money soon from something or they won't let me go over because of debts), and eaten meals whenever I happened to feel hunger.
Sylvia Plath, Letters of Sylvia Plath, Vol. I: 1940-1956














