Apr 22, 2004 19:01
exodus.
so where is that place again? the one where i can go running around in my sports bra without being heckled or looked at like i'm out of the ordinary? the one where the vibe i get from the people is warm and open, not shadowed by self-concious self-deprecation engraved in cement replicas of our lives?
it is flirting (dangling in-between) with the curiousity of things before me, and the comfort of deliberating my desires and waning like the fetus in my embryotic fluid.