Tag: France

Then the time ran out.
Life’s certainly an up-and-down, up-and-down sort of affair.
What are we doing?
What is the solution to life?
But, to be fair, it is hard to dance in water.
We will not be judged.
Round and round we go.
We enjoy one another’s company.
It’s a pose: it can’t last long.
We’re submerged, all of us.
Well, there you go.
Gone Fishin’
Think what you like about me.
He is not like the rest of us.
You are going to be fine.
It just happens.
See how it happens.
There was no one out on the street.
Anything vague was treacherous.
I want to make a life that I choose.
Look, there’s no question.
Suddenly he found himself wondering what he was doing here.
I don’t think you understand.
Why did you say those things?
I know just what I want.
What did you think of it?
He could already tell how little they had in common.
I guess he’s a little shy.
You get used to it.
Not my finest moment.
I seem to remember.
I think I need to take a walk.
Everything’s a weird thing. Properly looked at.
We don’t have to talk about this anymore.
So are we good?
Did a needle just enter me?
Gone fishin’
I’m not sure if that makes any sense.
It doesn’t matter.
It was late at night on an empty street.
That’s all I can say about it.
Eventually, the place went out of business.
Close your windows.
He needs his space.
I need to leave him alone.
It’s so hard to think.
I guess I’m a little more tired than I thought I was.
Tomorrow seems like the only thing that will solve anything, ever.
What are we to make of it?
Everyone is everywhere.