The Period Placed

Traveled. Talked. Wrote.

That was my yesterday.

And out of that yesterday which ‘extreme’ activity blew me out of the water?


A stranger talked to me at the gas station. Nice gentlemanly talk with no ulterior motives. Just talk.

I reciprocated.

Even smiled back like normal folk.

The flubbing of the human-thing waited until I drove off. I flustered and freaked and then flustered some more.

Stupidity, thy name is me.

Bottom line: I was not made for social interaction. Period placed.

Until tomorrow…


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