Tuesday, January 18, 2011


Okay, so to understand you'd have had to gone through the exact same, same wording of conversations, same depth of breathing, same time span before shutting your lids. Same way of fiddling with rings and leaving them in your lap so they fall in the gutter when you step out of the car.

The same leaves to fall over your belongings, the same worry and increase in heart rate as things turn. Purple sarong and a coconut belt. Things made out of wood and carved in front of your eyes.

Fist clenched beneath your chin. I can tell you've been smiling. Wait for the sun to go down to get dressed and out again with the people you've met that morning. Same time to meet at the same place by the pool. Love this sound.

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