this one talked to me when i was bored

[7phonecalls]

this little boy has only the monday morning mist for best friendsi was at the local bus stop when he showed up. not waiting for a bus and not really waiting for him or anything at all, just watching the rain fall down, make that fantastic sound that it does, holding my own hand to avoid feeling detached from myself as i tend to do when the beauty

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[ex_cupboard800]

I wish you'd just publish a book of these stories already, dammit.

what imagery, wow. I'm really impressed with the scope you've given this story just in the way you talk about the rain. this somehow manages to balances itself between the whimsy of a fairytale and the drama of real life and it's very, very effective and then at the same time there is a clarity here that almost seems like a new level for you. you've always written spectacularly, I just feel you have hit a new level of it. I want to say congratulations to you or something, for this piece but that sounds sort of dorky I bet. this is truly great, mehmet. ah, I'll say it anyway: congratulations.

[mtrl]

met there is nothing i could say that wouldnt make me sound like a blubbering idiot (so i shall hide behind cnee's words and hope she doesnt get angry) but it blew me away. i have to agree that there is another level to this writing that seperates it from all ive read before. also/anyway, did you get my mail? i dont want it to be lost the second time.

[7phonecalls]

wow then, thank you so much

I DID! i did get it! today! and i went to the coffeehouse and started reading and i have all these fantastic images in my head i am all inspired and dizzy. so thank you. and your writing is really great. i love it. i'll critique it more later for you.

xo

[mtrl]

aww met i love that you love it ♥

[entartete]

♥ (with my finger in blanket of mist)

[escalate]

there aren't enough ways to say i love your writing.

[7phonecalls]

thank you, that means a lot.

[anonymous]

i love your photographs.
i love your writings.
im linking you to my blog.

<3 me
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[subsoil]

i never know if i should feel grateful for or cheated by these interactions. a person who you will never see again gets relegated to one moment in a way that really frightens me, on the off chance that i am being defined by some interaction somewhere in someone's mind... i most likely put more meaning in little exchanges than the random people who i meet and talk to and sort of feel like i am starting to reach ever have, but i think i need that and it fills up days, i guess.

that or addictions. i thought about taking up smoking, but it costs less to be neurotic and caught up in everything. and then you can just let them shake, if you have nothing to do with your hands.

[subsoil]

oh, and i added you... you seem nice about those things, but let me know if that's not okay?

[7phonecalls]

it's totally fine. thank you