talking it out is preferred to surgery
Returned to bed where the words were
waiting as I left them
stumbled
fumbled
grounder
not a player
We were hiking
She took a steeper deerpath than I as we headed
downhill along a river
Few trees
Grassy
As I walked I sipped from a canteen
Closing it I stumbled fumbled it
It bounded towards herHEY
Not a
player
She shook her head no
She held up hers I’m happy to share.
I nodded my head
Our paths didnt cross for probably a mile
Sip?
No thank you
Had mine earlier
She grinned depended on her healthy dimples to throw me off my disappointment she didnt catch the canteen
she was right
I have half a mind to toss you in after
it
The other half decided not to?
begrudgingly though without expression on my face Jah
0550, Saturday,
17 1. 26
#4 @ 13:31 minute-mark Shadowed Corridor https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18IhRLuvYZg
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