2006-01-25 - 03:04 EST
While chatting with the interesting young man the other day, I realized what I feel myself to be lacking.
It's a terribly shallow kind of thing. It shamed me in that moment, when I was completely honest.
It should not have shamed me. He did not shame me, certainly; he merely displayed something between a smirk and a smile, and then we walked a ways.
And later, in my waylaid silence, I became a leech who questioned her voluntary prey.
c.i.,p.i.q.e.
