August 2008
3 posts
This place called Now
Upon arriving at his destination, he immediatly realized that all he wanted to do was to go back.
He stared at the house in front of him. New. Shiny. Not right. Feeling like the wrong key trying to wedge itself into a lock, He wondered what he was doing here. What had brought him to this place. To these steps. This door. He could remember every single choice like a pristine color photograph...
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