WE WALKED BACK AND FOURTH FROM CURB TO CURB FOR ABOUT 15 MINUTES.
I WOULD WANDER AWAY FROM HER FOR A WHILE AND SHE WOULD CATCH UP.
OR SHE WOULD WANDER AWAY FROM ME FOR A WHILE AND I’D CATCH UP.
IT WAS LIKE WE WERE ALREADY NEW CLOSE LOVERS, ATTACHED AT THE HIP,
SUBCONSCIOUSLY SACRIFICING OUR EGOS FOR THE INFATUATION WITH THE OTHER BECAUSE IT SEEMED MORE IMPORTANT.
IT SEEMED LIKE A MYSTERY UNRAVELED
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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Any tips on drunken narrative? Anyone?
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