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Blue Lines, Dorm, fiction, her, him, Maria, University, writing
Way too many thoughts get stuck in my head, but when I try to write lately, the entire picture of the thought has not translated to paper. Here is something new-ish…to you.
His nose and sinuses were numb. She had told him she was driving back last night, and would not be in town. He was fine with that because he would just spend the night with his friend from college, Joseph, for the night…and what happened would happened, he laughed thinking back.
“I’ll just come by in the morning,” he remembered telling her prior to leaving. Landing in L.A. was a world wind ride through jetlag, drinking, reconnecting and wondering where the night went. All these thoughts ran through his crowded head as he was dropped off by Joseph on the University’s campus draped by the trees providing a beautiful shade that he so needed.
After meeting with the program advisor, he made his way to her dorm building. After a few raps on the door she opened it. Maria, appeared in the portal wearing a shear heathered navy women’s T with no bra since she knew he was her only visitor, and grey sweat pants. Darkness draped her body, as all window shades were drawn. It was clear to see that sleep was her goal. Continue reading
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