Posted by: heyday on: August 30, 2005
Our eyes meet. I smile, instinctive and thoughtless. She smiles back and my heart turns over momentarily as I decide between awe and jealousy, a perplexity not unfamiliar. I don’t envy easily, but there is something about this girl’s sweetness, effortless and kind, that makes me sometimes wish to be a little more like her. [...]
Posted by: heyday on: August 3, 2005
This is something I’ve discussed with a classmate before: it becomes inevitably more wearisome to find a friend in new people you meet, in the years that you’ve grown past growing up. We had both admitted, in empathetic honesty, that it’s not so much finding common ground or bringing yourself to trust someone you didn’t [...]
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