Saturday, March 31, 2012

Lunch. Or Dinner. Can't Remember.

We are so well - mannered that we sit in the same dining room, eating the same food on the same table, sharing the silent moment together. Let the sound of forks and spoons clanking the plates and the chomping sound to fill the air. What a wonderful caricature of intimacy. Weird. Awkward. It is how I live.

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