Another Phone Call

I haven't seen her for five years. Flushing, New York is not so far away, but I've never gathered enough energy to go there. I know I should, but as a self proclaimed sloth, I'm true to my indolent self. She's nice, girlish, sweet, and polite. In contrast, I'm awkward, impetuous, pensive, impertinent. She's very … Continue reading Another Phone Call