Have you ever felt someone missing you? But fifty percent of you doubted yourself enough to toss the over-confident thought away. Besides, the other fifty percent is too macho to admit to thinking nostalgically, because what are you, some kind of sap? No! You've even succeeded in erasing the person from your dreams, the place where all hidden demons come to play at night at the party in your brain. Good job, self, you say. And all is new. Then suddenly, in broad daylight, he appears.
Interesting.
4:18 p.m. - 2008-01-02