Thursday, February 10, 2011

Like a Broken Record

On the train or in the car, I am constantly seized by a desire to look down on my lap and see naked thigh. Because what good is a faint breeze if it's your pants that feel it.
Summmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmer.
Once I was a kid and the air from the rolled down windows swished around my unclad calves. It stuck.

2 comments:

  1. Summer seems to be eons away, doesn't it? But, really, it's just around the corner.

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  2. It's true. I feel like it will never come!

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