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a couple of minutes ago i was slowly walking up my driveway as i do, and i looked up at the sky.
circling the moon was the largest, most perfect aureole. beautifully rounded
and glowing like nothing i had ever seen.
i was standing there alone, and realized the word
REGRET
was slowly being painted into the sky, as if some child were parting the night with his
index finger, like smooth sand.
i'm telling you about it, because i want you to know that i regret most everything
i ever do. really. i do a lot and i do it on purpose, but the way my brain and your brain work...we can't ask ourselves why we do it, there are too many complicated things that happen up in our heads. but i miss you right now, and i hope that's okay with you. i hope because i don't know.
circling the moon was the largest, most perfect aureole. beautifully rounded
and glowing like nothing i had ever seen.
i was standing there alone, and realized the word
REGRET
was slowly being painted into the sky, as if some child were parting the night with his
index finger, like smooth sand.
i'm telling you about it, because i want you to know that i regret most everything
i ever do. really. i do a lot and i do it on purpose, but the way my brain and your brain work...we can't ask ourselves why we do it, there are too many complicated things that happen up in our heads. but i miss you right now, and i hope that's okay with you. i hope because i don't know.