the end things will be adjusted with a phone call. In an email, with any message. More than adjusted, say they would taken the right course. Here, yes. The right course. There would be stranded on this beach made of white specks of nothing. We modeled our metaphors as if they were slight ripples. We continued to laugh and to be as we are making fun of things and people and roles. Because we are made well and do not need to hide and we've never hidden. Whether we like it. Eventually things would have adjusted, but maybe there is nothing to fix. Just things like that and went in February and March and will be in April. While meeting between the finds in the closet piled fragments of a past that was too strong to be scored. Eventually things would have adjusted but with a minimum of attention and maybe more luck we would never have thought. With your hands in the pockets of his jeans to scrape the seams and the seams of the legs. Waiting for the next wave.
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