by Ari Collins
I double back, then realize that no, north was right after all. Before I turn again, I look at my watch and shake my head. I'm not lost, this gesture says. Just poor at time management. Then I look up -- my date has watched this all through the diner's giant glass doors. She laughs beautifully.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Tripling Forward
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Sweet imagery and fun.
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