Tiny escapes into the hills of Northern California. Hours of driving, and failed trysts under the shortened patience of old age. An abandoned school campus with a withered garden. Quaint plans made of hurry-up-and-wait. Re-learning middle-school constellations from monotone astronomical texts. A sundae that stops being dessert after a much too long a build up. The exhaustion following a 4 AM exhumation ritual.
11:50 a.m. - 2018-07-09
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