Thursday, November 11, 2004

Being Not Alone

It is nice. Holding someone. Smiling back at someone. Talking to someone about nothing. It makes everything else in my day seem easier.
It is never long after it starts that I start to become a little nervous. The only good thing about being poor is that you have nothing to loose. Now I do.
It is wonderful, it is scary, it is everything it should be.

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