Monday, 2 July 2007

44: walk to work

Maybe today will be the day I talk to Carmella.

I contrive situations in my head where I talk to Carmella.

I say interesting, soundless things to her.

Carmella laughs interestingly and soundlessly back at them.

At one point in my head I make Carmella cry.

At another point I make her fall in love with me.

We go on a cruise ship together.

We become shipwrecked on an island.

I hold her to me.

She smells of saltwater.

I will not talk to Carmella today.

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