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we sat there. it was our first date. i always took girls to coffee for the first date. i don't drink coffee. i've never had a cup in my life, but it's a good place to talk, the cafe. a good place to talk and plan and wonder and hope.
he was a teddy bear, with a heart of gold. he protected me from creatures, mostly witches, who lived under my bed. it was a waterbed, there wasn't much space beneath it, but i felt safer having him around. he had a red cape. over the years i've had to replace that cape. only the teddy bear has survived.
you could do that. but it would be a dick move. i'd suggest kindness as the surest path to victory, although many people have failed believing such things.
your shape compliments mine like triangles and hexagons. we fit. or used to. now time has passed and our lives have separated. i'm left alone. at work. passing time until i find someone else who fits my geometry.
welfare well he said. i waved goodbye, my ship was leaving. i never saw him again. this is a story about my grandpa and the last time i saw him. he didn't know who i was. dementia had taken him. he saw balloons in corners where there were no balloons and other things as well. i hope i see him again some day.
i already wrote about dashboard. i thought i would get another word. i hoped i would. i didn't. now i can't wait for tomorrow. i hope tomorrow's word is icecream or maybe nebraska. or snow. i hope it snows tomorrow. i will call in sick to work.
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