ink, blood & tears

easy is the descent into hell.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

smells like smoke

Today I leapt up, turned around and fell straight into the arms of a complete stranger.

Okay, so I leapt up in fear, and he wasn't a complete stranger because he was a friend of a friend, and I stopped just short of plowing him over. But don't those words put in that order sound so romantic? Classic. Yeah, I wish. Heh. I'm leaving so much out.