fashioned to dream in

There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested.

The Awakening, Kate Chopin

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etsy spotlight: Obvious State

This morning I'm simultaneously doing all my favorite things: drinking coffee, painting my nails, listening to Justin Timberlake Pandora, and Etsy-window-shopping--which may turn into real shopping, now that I've stumbled upon these literary prints from Obvious State. As an English major who is currently obsessed with black and white decor, these prints are basically what dreams are made of. These are just my favorites, there are so many more! All my fellow readers & writers, you have to browse this shop!