I Am Reality
I don't know what happened in the last few seconds. I guess time is escaping me again. There's a click that sounds like the second hand of a clock, and another window opens. I'll talk to her again; maybe this time she'll understand. Maybe this time she'll care, she'll remember. Idealistic thinking is great for keeping up some kind of optimism.
The customary greeting, nothing too risky.
-Hey! How are you?
An enthusiastic response, a universally accepted invitation to move forward. There is a cycle of reciprocity implicit in every conversation, and she's following it. Maybe this time really will be better.
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