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07 October 2013
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Something.
There was something about the night sky.
It’s weird how big the sky looked. I mean, the sky is the sky. It’s the same size everywhere. But it looked bigger.
We talked about random things as we stared. The day. The year. How I felt colder than she did. We discussed if I wanted another sheet or not. I said no. She got one anyway, and I thanked her.
We talked and we laughed. I saw things in the air that weren’t really there. She laughed AT me for that.
We wished we could see stars in the city.
I felt like I was thinking slower. Thinking fewer things than I usually do.
I fell asleep first, and she woke me. The rain will be an unpleasant way to be woken up, she said. I agreed, but didn’t want to move.
I could have sat there, under the endless gray-blue, with two pillows and a friend, all night.
There was just something. Something about the night sky.
yours mr.perfect
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