novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- simple. who'da thunk it? a lady breaks up with her man. every day on the way to work, she drives past his house. every day, she can't help but see the familiar building, his car, his dying ferns, her pain. she tells her ladyfriend about this, how hard it is for her, how every day she dreads going to work. her friend says, take a different street. it's so simple, so easy, so uncalculated that she never even thought of it. of course, she's still stuck with the pain, but the daily reminder is swept away. i am like this. i need to remember to keep my eyes open for the obvious things. 5:22 pm - 8.1.01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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