witty-remark's Diaryland
Diary
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We sit across from one another in the blistering heat, sipping tea and exchanging glances. I solve my crossword while you draw me solving my crossword. "Six letter word for ship's kitchen?" You're penciling the outlines of my collar bones and thin wisps of my hair. A welcome breeze delicately lifts the ruffles on my dress before you look up to answer me. "Galley. G-A-L-L-E-Y." A siren nearby blares then fades as I return to solving my crossword and you return to drawing me solve my crossword.
6:52 p.m. - Wednesday, Jul. 22, 2009
Then - Now
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