crazy-raver's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - My brains doing me favor, giving me these dreams of crushing heartache. I was in Japan for some work training. We worked in the same building, she worked in entertainment dealing with production. I was working close with an unappreciated artist. We connected through a routine of late night meals. On my final day I walked her home. We meandered the streets til morning, chatting about nothing. I stumbled and dropped something. I bent down and picked up the item. Looking up, its as if the stars aligned, a smile matching the scene and the light hitting her in just the right way giving her a warm glow. I stuttered "I have to take this shot" and snapped off a picture. And then suddenly I woke up. No more late night meals filled with meaningless banter. Even now the I cant remember her face, but I still have that smile and glowing silhouette of a girl with resolve. ~good 2:45 a.m. - 2017-04-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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