“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”

Sara: English major, writer, clarinetist.

I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.

Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.

(My abroad blog can be found here.)

Wallpaper adapted from here.

Just discovered that someone else who sometimes works the Reserves Desk at the library (which I am currently staffing) has a tumblr—it automatically sent me to their dashboard when I went to tumblr.com.

I was immediately scandalized that I’d accidentally gotten access to someone else’s account and logged out without even trying to figure out whose it was.

And on that note: I wonder whose it was?