Neoteric.
A hole in the wall. | Aug 29th 2007
Lock, stock, and smoking drill bit.
There are so many stories to be told: stories of how Quinn, upon waking up, pulls me toward him and curls me into him, and there we lie, parts of each other and only partly awake; stories of how the red dirt here gets into your bones, and suddenly it doesn’t seem so hot anymore; stories of how driving over 1,000 miles makes you feel like you can do anything, without sleep, with little food, but with loud music and open windows.
I will write these stories. I will write them the moment I finish hanging curtains and unpacking boxes.
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That is the hottest picture I’ve seen in weeks!!! Girls with tools make me hot. Hahah. I hope you settle in with ease and feel at home overnight. Can’t wait for all the detailed stories.
Comment by Dylan — August 29, 2007 @ 6:10 pm
I agree with Dylan — very hot and I can’t wait for more detailed stories.
Comment by Natalie (Ville) — August 29, 2007 @ 9:52 pm