This was my favorite line of dialogue:
"I've got to get to a library... Fast!"
ha.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
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Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
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