So I'm sitting here again, not even trying to do the things I'm supposed to. Mom's gone to Boyuk. The quiet is a nice change. Chels came online and said hi, so I called her. I just realized how long it had been since we'd actually said anything to each other. It was awkard and empty. I don't know what I was expecting really. It was still nice to
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One day, I sat out on the beach alone, watching the waves, and just thinking. My thought process was similar to yours, thinking about how love can be like the waves, moving in and out, always waiting for the next douse of water across your skin. And there I stood, practically in a trance, knee deep in water, watching the waves...
And then a 6 foot wave hit me in the face and knocked me over. So I went home because I had a crab in my hair. An angry crab.
But the metaphor still stands ^_^.
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