novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \"don't forget to fall back,\" she told me. this time last year. this time the year before last. today: i spilled bleach on my pants while mopping the kitchen floor. i am editing drafts of possible writing samples for grad school applications, and wishing he lived near me so i could make him drive me around in his giant rumbling car, folding his body behind the steering wheel. there are random pockets of time when you wish things didn't melt into memories and this is one of them. 1:28 pm - 10.26.03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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