on our way to wherever it is people do when they're tired of fucking each other

had a dream last night (I say had because it was mine and no one else anywhere on earth shared it with me and that�s as wonderful as anything that things can be like that) about this girl I used to see sometimes and how sometimes we�d get drunk and sleep together and the next day it was easy like nothing had happened like all we were doing was taking care of each other�s needs but sometimes, even a thing like that gets predictable or old (as things you know too well do) and so, now when we talk it�s �hey how�re you?� and �fine� and �what have you been up to?� and �not much� and then we hang up.
Anyway, the dream was interesting it was like I was watching all of it unfold from far above (like a satellite of knowing) and we were reaching point where people stop doing what people do (doesn�t matter what it is) and I could tell, physically, literally, how we were on our way to wherever it is people go when they�re tired of fucking each other or it just isn�t working anymore.


2004-10-22 | 12:21 p.m.
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