she sat down next to me.
"my boyfriend left me here"
...
didnt know what to say.
made small shit.
rode the elevator up.
pat on the chest, look in the eyes.
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..................................................................................................... Its time to leave. I Blog. Lets see what happens i dont like constraints on my electronic personality. Looking through my eyes i can see what only i can understand. Hearing only what i can understand. Only i can know what i know, be who i am. Knowing is singular, two eyes one brain interpreting, processing. One brain, not connected to anything else, no wires, batteries, knobs...Only i am me.
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