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the days are getting shorter and shorter. remember when this was a kids toy, a way to flirt with disaster, or with boys, girls, who ever. i never knew. i don't know still. there's a woman at my cafe, i dont know her name. her son is dying of cancer. he asked her to leave his house so he could die. oh god, i said it was 7am on a saturday. he is a young guy, probably only a few years older than me, works with kids in harlem. i met him a couple of times and he seemed very nice. other than that i don't know him. its sad though. that kind of sad that doesnt seem to have its place. something you cant organize.
i watched a guy try to parallel park today. it was funny he had two spaces and a jetta and couldn't make it happen. his girlfriend was funny, sitting in the passengers seat with her hands on her head, shaking it and yelling. she was so frustrated but it was funny to watch the two of them get so mad and then laugh when they got out of the car and realized it was on the curb. fuck it, he said and they went to lunch. good for you, i thought.
Aaahhh....i'm so anxious.
i watched a guy try to parallel park today. it was funny he had two spaces and a jetta and couldn't make it happen. his girlfriend was funny, sitting in the passengers seat with her hands on her head, shaking it and yelling. she was so frustrated but it was funny to watch the two of them get so mad and then laugh when they got out of the car and realized it was on the curb. fuck it, he said and they went to lunch. good for you, i thought.
Aaahhh....i'm so anxious.