Hm. It is always so nice to have a bit of intimacy with someone you may never go out with - when there is a passing (and paradoxically also lingering) moment when everything seems possible.
I held a very warm hand for about two seconds today, and as that was some two seconds more than it would have been absolutely necessary, and as neither of us seemed willing to let go...
It was like a short but beautiful relationship that had to end for reasons we couldn't control.
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As I wrote it down now it seems crap. Still, if this isn't nice, I don't know what is. See Vonnegut quote to the right.
2007. április 25., szerda
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women of the opposite sex
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