I just had one of the most story-like experiences of my life.
I was writing a short letter on my typewriter to a friend who I saw last weekend. When we saw one another I was hoping to tell her that I think her eyes are beautiful but I had no way of leading into that statement or out of it. I ended up saying nothing and leaving the gathering we were at shortly thereafter. The letter was a short "hello" to her, as well as an excuse for me to tell her that her eyes are beautiful. I wrote, "I meant to say this the other night: Your Eyes are Beautiful." The next thing I was planning on writing was, "I had no way of preceding or following up that simple statement, so I stayed silent." What actually happened was this: my typewriter ribbon ran out of ink after laying down the period after the word "beautiful".
I scrawled a hurried apology for running out of ribbon, signed the note and sealed it in an envelope. It is now waiting to be taken to the nearest mailbox.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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3 comments:
That /is/ incredibly story-like. I'm impressed.
I don't know if you care about this, but I've updated the webaddress for my blog. It's now
brainorshine.blogspot.com
Yeah.
I don't really have a life.
Smooth operator.
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