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I want so MUCH…. [first in a series of post fragments]

I am sad.

I miss my friend.

I find myself needing something I’m not accustomed to needing.

Seven years with Sofia, and I’ve never written about her in a way that does justice to what we have. This is me, beginning to fix that.

One particular vision of a visit by you to me.

Q. How do you prepare for a date?
A. …

Stay home.

Helena soñó que se dejaba los sueños olvidados en una isla.

Don’t stand so fucking close to ANYbody.