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Of dread and ecstasy :: bakerina :: 5

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In the space where my heart used to live now sits a rubber band stretched around an unknown thumb and forefinger, pulled taut, ready to burst out of my chest, unsure of where it will land or who it might hit along the way.

October 10, 2008 at 9:24 PM ::

Well, if it hits me, I’ll take care of it.

Then, we’ll figure out how to take care of you.

boot on 10/10/08 at 11:35 PM ::

This is a rare but treatable side-effect of bean pie.

'mouse on 10/10/08 at 11:50 PM ::

This, this dreadful thing is a side-effect of bean pie?

Frightening.

boot on 10/10/08 at 11:58 PM ::

Oh, hon. It’s not necessarily a dreadful thing, even though it sounds like it is. What it is is a mysterious thing, and, like the rubber band, I have no idea where it’s going to take me.

bakerina on 10/11/08 at 12:02 AM ::

Hopefully, whatever it is, it’s somewhere good.

boot on 10/11/08 at 12:04 AM ::

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