It was an unrainy day in June when I realised my potential as an acquaintance, and discovered a glamourous facet for reservation and wholehearted agreement. And it was all the more potent when the who was taken forcefully into consideration and weighed gently against my own, which at the best of times wasn't a force one would bother reckoning with, and at the worst a force one wouldn't even admit to, even if the one was itself.
And in the end I was no better. Nor was I any closer to any of my small goals. But oh well.
Duck, Duck, Cockatiel
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The move is officially complete, though I'm still living with a few islands
of stuff—the main one located in what agents like to call the "meals area".
Rea...
7 years ago
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