I've walked in to find you upstairs with the TV off and you sitting peering out the window. I don't know how long it took you to realize I was standing there watching you gaze into the street below, but you didn't say a word to me until I left the room and came back in. How often do you just sit...and stare?
Chicago, IL
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
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