2002-10-19 - 9:27 a.m.

each day and person being an anecdote-in-the-making, it would be uncool if not uncouth if i were merely falling in love with his familiarity. people make invitations for next summer and years forward (they were hurtled, as all forwards are) and i hug them like little pieces of paper and hope that it's true.

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