I found C working at the market, the market happens to be not so far from where she lives. She was at a desk and I had something to return and I just stared for what felt like hours. Honest I didn’t recognize her at first, it wasn’t till I made it to the garbage bag aisle that it clicked… it was C. We didn’t say high and I’m sure I looked like I didn’t remember her, but she looked like she remembered me. Complicated I know. Did you ever get the feeling that something was coming? Something big and you knew it, but you couldn’t put your finger on it… VARGEN!
Friday, January 8, 2010
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