He walked that bridge from lovers to friends and it seemed like a short bridge with no danger of collapse. Or perhaps he was speeding. Quite possibly my instncts did not just reek of paranoia and it was all just an illusion. He has never really been on this side. That I was only made us complicated. Maybe I am more crazy now than I was then and if so, I prefer to be left in wonder. I am okay like this.
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it is time . . . for the san diego marathon runner.........
what are you talking about, crazy lady?
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