“If you don’t do it you might regret it” said the heart. “But you might get hurt” spoke the brain. “We think you should
Today I saw her again. That girl. She was standing in line at a boutique in front of me arguing with the storeperson about
Mismatched clothes on end of bed arrayed like a waiting lady’s maid both hands first. Sequestered in air conditioned time I lie building piles
I stood there in the aisle looking at the two lemons and wondering which I should pick. One clearly stated that it was organic,
Lately I’ve been having an internal debate with myself as to whether or not I should continue reading “On Beauty”. I’m really not enjoying
I walked out of the hairdresser really feeling myself, my blowout rifling in the wind. It had been almost a year since my last

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