Friday 26 November 2010

twelve

Your disinterest in other people's negativity is surprising, considering how much of your own you wallow in. That repressed, silent sigh when they start talking again; the way you close your eyes slowly and take a deep breath, then nod, as if you have been listening. You are watching their mouth move, but you are somewhere else. It is summer and you are standing by the water and the sun sparkles, glaring into your eyes; you push your sunglasses up your nose and smile.

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