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last chance texaco |
| 2002-08-16 : 10:26 p.m...honey, i'm home |
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you know that feeling you get when you pick up the phone and expect it to be somebody you really don't want to talk to, and it turns out it's your very first ex-girlfriend from way back in high school who you lost your virginity to, like, a century ago but you still think about her sometimes because the last time you spoke to her was more than a year back and it sounded at the time like she was kind of in trouble, with this selfish, overprotective asshole of a boyfriend and a drug problem as well, and when you find yourself wondering about her you're not wondering how she is, but whether or not she's alive, and when you answer the phone and she tells you who she is you don't believe her because you'd already convinced yourself for some morbid reason that the worst had happened? well, today was kind of like that. it was good to talk to her. |