Her: You’re awfully self-involved.
Me: It says right there, “logan lo dot com”
Her: Still…
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I like you.
The fact you’re reading me makes me like you. That says something about me, I know.
In fact, not only do I know that is says something about me, I know what it says. But that’s neither here nor there.
Let’s play a game, shall we? I play it all the time when I’m out and about. It’s not mine, someone once told it to me. Anyway, I feel we should, cause I like you more than all the people I meet when I’m…doing what I do.
- Make a list of about five things you admire about someone (or various persons) you love, loved and/or respect.
- Make a list of about five things that you don’t admire/don’t respect.
Keep it to yourself, send it to me, tell your mom, it doesn’t matter.
We’ll talk about it Monday, yeah?
As always, I’m off to bed to lie awake for a while.
Location: upstairs, studying
Mood: tired
Music: home, only just a few miles down the road I can make it, I know I can