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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

January drips - 25

As they talked, feet wandered. As they walked, streets changed. Deep minds pondered why Mulder and Skully couldn’t find her, while she rewrote the script.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

January drips - 24

I resolved to be good each new year, marking my diary for every day I succeeded, then giving up when the diary remained pristinely unblemished.

Monday, January 23, 2012

January drips - 23

“You share my bus-pass. We’ll share your fare,” said the friend. Oddly enough, the bus inspector didn’t seem impressed by her attempts to justify non-payment.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

January drips - 22

With secret skill, he nudged delicious treats from shelf to hand to share with friends. “I’d hate to get you in trouble,” said the shopkeeper.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

January drips - 21

“Are you happy enough?” “Yes,” said he and came home to his wife every night, never speaking of what went before, or of the war.

Friday, January 20, 2012

january drips - 20

“Are you willing enough?” “Yes,” said the lover, telling the truth, replacing the other who’d died. To be at her side was all he desired.