inevitable wandering

Kitsey Barbour  —  aesthetics Kitsey was never tired; Kitsey was never unhappy. She was appealing, enthusiastic, affectionate. She was beautiful, with a luminous, sugar-white quality that turned heads in the street. I admired how gregarious she was, how engaged with the world, how amusing and spontaneous - “little feather-head!” as Hobie called her, with a great deal of tenderness - what a breath of fresh air she was! Everyone loved her. And for all her infectious lightness of heart, I knew it was an extremely petty cavil that Kitsey never seemed very moved by anything

Kitsey was never tired; Kitsey was never unhappy. She was appealing, enthusiastic, affectionate. She was beautiful, with a luminous, sugar-white quality that turned heads in the street. I admired how gregarious she was, how engaged with the world, how amusing and spontaneous - “little feather-head!” as Hobie called her, with a great deal of tenderness - what a breath of fresh air she was! Everyone loved her. And for all her infectious lightness of heart, I knew it was an extremely petty cavil that Kitsey never seemed very moved by anything. (x)