An unstructured attempt to make writing - any kind of writing - a regular part of my day...in the seclusion and privacy of the internet.
The chaos part will become evident straight away.
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Making Fire
Chance encounter.
Spoken words.
Glances 'cross the aisle.
Conversation.
Breaking bread.
Knowing little smiles.
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