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Saturday, April 14, 2012

An unfinished post from Scattered Thoughts # 13

(about Alison)

When we first started dating, she was terrified of other people. If we were at her place and ordered a pizza, I'd have to call it in and meet them at the door. It was even like that between us.

She couldn't talk to me without the ambiguity of of a screen, which means I never learned how to read her. After I converse with someone long enough, I can begin to read the story carved between the wrinkles of a forehead.

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