The other night, I found myself wandering into prospect park. It was a little after 10 and the playground was still open. Its a seceret you know, one of those little spots no one but you knows about. Sitting ato one of those slides, I close my eyes, clenched my fists and wished for a kiss. I clenched for a minute and peeked just a little. You were there. I promise you were! but I blinked and you were gone.
Damn you blinking blink eyes! Dumb eyelashes!
Ruining everything.. and blinking me into an unkissable hell...
and so I must learn to control my blinking habit.
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May 24, 2026 I wrote a bit today. I played in the garden for awhile and I cleaned some algae off of a lily pad. I had to force myself to st...
