I wonder who lands me next and if they’re a texter or caller. I’m used to cosmic synchronicity of bringing me together in awkward inescapable situation of seeing your exes.
Being undercover in a generation unlike mine and there some things I enjoyed.
I was always a journaler and wrote letters when thoughtful usually deployments of family and friends. Gift baskets when they get back, Ive always done that since I was a kid but it seems to have gone out of fashion now.
Just like me, at least I’m still cool.
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