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if i had lots of money, i'd probably just travel everywhere all the time. i have an itch to gtfo this weekend, but flights are expensive and i can't think of anywhere i'd want to drive to that's close enough.
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Spontaneous thoughts about things I can't do quickly: I'm going to write a novel about a futuristic research facility held hostage by revolutionaries. I'm going to make a vest out of beads. I'm going to put my summer clothes in the plastic bin and my winter clothes in the drawers (wait, that doesn't take too long and I should do it. It's almost November.)
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she was wiping down her salad container with a paper towel when he pressed his chest into her back, placed his arms on either side of her hips and gripped granite. he kissed her right ear softly a hundred times. she stiffened; the heat of cling passed through the cotton of their t-shirts, oppressive in its closeness. she closed her eyes and willed herself to relax into this affectionate offering, to expand her heart in a widened breath. it was foreign, how he worshiped at her light, years diminishing the intensity of his prayers to make her stay. “okay…i’ve got to make my salad.” he unraveled, stepping away from her. “you’re always doing something,” he said. “i was just trying to be spontaneous.”
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what's it to you?
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