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Thanks RC!
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My two Sweeties talked at length on the phone last night, obviously enjoying one another's company. This after exchanging emails a while.
Now they are growing their own friendship, independent of me. Happy, happy. ![]() Edit: 12:28 -- Lovedrunk. Drugged on love. Last edited by River; 08-28-2011 at 06:28 PM. |
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Happy for you. Like a river, River, just keep on flowing!
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Will do, thanks!... and she says our first kiss will be on the tip of my nose! Gotta love her. Last edited by River; 08-29-2011 at 02:58 AM. |
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Now, that is the stuff of romance! If you're not swooning, I will swoon for you!
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Girls!
(& doncha give me crap for saying 'girls' and not 'women' -- i know! jeeze. you can throw out a 'boys' now and then; you get a pass.) Last edited by River; 08-29-2011 at 10:03 PM. |
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It was on a day when Joe discovered that the threading on the mayo jar was backwards that he finally had to ask, Am I dreaming? The whole week had been like that. Come to think of it, all of life had been like that. Things just weren't quite right. They were a little off. Take the girl with the Jello on the sidwalk who recited Laurie Anderson lyrics, if that's what they are. Take the way the moon appeared just a little too large on the horizon.
And there was the way people would agree to meet at such and such a time and such and such a place and yet they would not. And it wasn't just Jan, Joe, Ron, Bob, Joy, nor any other people with three letter first names. It was also four letter and five letter named people. They too were a little off. The moon and the dates were off, and most of all it was just off, the way the Great World Machine ate people for lunch, for dinner, for breakfast. The way it fogged their heads and smogged their hearts. And pretty soon they are calling death and destruction by the name: progress. Success. Forward momentum, growth.... You've been asleep, Joe. Joe, wake up. Joe you are dreaming. Joe, JOE! Joe, it's a nightmare. It's a dream! Last edited by River; 09-13-2011 at 06:50 PM. Reason: A very short fiction. |
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:-)
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"as long a i live, i vow to die and be reborn, die and be reborn, die and be reborn, over and over again, forever reinventing myself" r.brezsny Last edited by neegoola; 09-15-2011 at 09:03 PM. Reason: one smile was enough! |
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Perhaps Neegoola will erase that post, now that I've asked her to in a private message, since she asked.... Well, you see, I wrote a post I later found silly. And she found it wonderful and lovely. Yet I erased it. But now she wants to cry and ... now everything is so...amusing and fine and lovely.
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" ... now everything is so...amusing and fine and lovely ... "
And so familiar, and so strange ... http://www.polyamory.com/forum/showp...&postcount=168 |
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