slower: Oct. 04, 2003 (9:36 am)

on the ride out there was a boy i once worked with on my car. he opened his body up for for me to hug him but i just stood still until i understood. on the ride home we all sat separate reading bits of yesterday's baltimore sun. three were drunk and tired and talking about being drunk and tired and work. there was a woman in a sweater like mine and a quiet man in kahaki and grey. we all could have easily been eating cereal. a louder, less tired crowd got on the car. i got off at my stop and so did the quiet man. i sat down on the escalator and started to look up at him to silently ask if it is always so lonely. but we felt awkward looking at each other so we both ran up the stairs.

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