After the movie came the silence<br /> After the silence came the grief.
After the movie came the silence<br /> After the silence came the grief.
I know some of my friends better than they know themselves. I am thinking of Christian in particular, though I am sure the statement applies in general. They, too, know me better than I know myself in ways. It is the advantage of an outside point of view.
We should rejoice in the opinions of others.
Conversation with a woman outside:
She drives up in a car. I am smoking a cigarette.<br /> “Did you need something?”<br /> “Like what, for example?”<br /> “You were staring at me.”<br /> “No, I am smoking a cigarette.”<br /> “Well, did you need something?”<br /> “Who are you? Do you work here?”<br /> “No.”
Why was she so uptight?
“Do you like sex?<br /> “It’s ok”<br /> “Can I come in?”<br /> “No, you cannot.”<br /> “What is wrong with you?”<br /> “Nothing. I am just smoking a cigarette.”<br /> “You must be a fag.”<br /> “If you think so.”<br /> “Your kind is everywhere.”<br /> “Possibly.”<br /> “Goodnight.”<br /> “Goodnight.”
Along with martens, goulish goats and the rippling fen -
these writings 1993-2023
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