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2002-04-15 - 5:59 p.m. Tanita Tikaram recorded an album, "Ancient Heart", which has long been a favourite of mine, at the age of 19. Nothing she has written since even comes close to it. She would now be, at a guess, somewhere in her mid-thirties. - How awful must it be to live forever in the shadow of an accomplishment you made as a teenager, when you didn't even really know what you were doing? How miserable to see your entire future (and a good portion of your past) as nothing more than a process of decline. How hopeless it must feel to know when the defining moment of your life took place. - Somehow I feel sorry for her, and yet, she has far more than I have. Maybe she only made one great album, but I haven't made any albums, mediocre or bad or of any sort at all. Is it terribly mistaken of me to pity someone who is more fortunate than I am? - I spent most of today reading "Angels", which in one way felt like work and in another felt like recreation. The trouble is, there's no writing to show for it! But it's always easier to write when I've been doing some reading. Especially this book; I really can't find words to describe just how magical it is. H came over for lunch and told me his prospective girlfriend turned out to already have a significant other. He was a bit crestfallen but we agreed to go out this weekend and try against our natures to be sleazy, and see if that did any better for us than our natural decorum and restraint. I doubt it'll actually happen that way. - "If I was a Londoner, rich with complaint Would you take me back to your house Which is sainted with lust And the listless shade?" - Tanita Tikaram
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