Archive for May, 2015
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At the time I had no idea how to get out of my head. Even now, sometimes…
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Who’s going to save who, again?
Ah, Judi. I’ve been waiting for you to come into the picture.
Social awkwardness at it’s best.
It’s still weird to think how this all was written backwards. I went to Europe, took notes and reference pictures, and THEN had her buy the ticket AFTER I got back. Makes my own memory’s timeline a bit wonky.
Perhaps not best to ask these questions AFTER buying the ticket… but, hell. Why not.
When I was dating a nurse, she used to say that last place she’d want to be when sick was in the hospital.
