I guess my internal clock is so used to getting up at 7am that it did so even today, on a holiday. I closed my eyes hoping to fall back to sleep again, but my mind was flooded with too many things......
A day in August.
A mall.
A parking lot.
A car.
Two tickets.
A card.
A gift.
A day in June.
A park.
A parking lot.
A car.
A touch.
Intimacy.
The void is growing again......
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