Sep 30, 2005 10:27
There are few things that right like this sequence:
A really close head-shave followed by an incredibly hot shower that leaves the skin pink. Then really sincere, beautiful music sent from a friend, coming down a long, gray hall. Stepping out into cool air, slanting light, where you feel surrounded by accommodating and pleasurable fact. Driving to work, looking in the rearview to see a hairy wrist turned perpendicular over a steering wheel, as you realize this is your last day of work for a little stretch.
Ahhh ... .
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