You: grey t-shirt, and running shorts. Me: Indian girl bombing through the side streets to avoid traffic. I saw you at the end of your run, hands on knees, sucking in DC's soup-like air. You looked up as I passed you, my radio cranking out "Enter Sandman." I watched you in the rearview - you kept looking, mouth open, confused, and finally laughing. That totally made my day.
So, same time next week? Maybe I'll play some Patsy Cline? Or some Tupac?
- the girl in the Sinatra
Sunday, August 21, 2005
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5 comments:
too cute maisnon. too cute.
That's sexy. In a cute way, not in a dirty one.
next time, spin "affirmations". ;) he'll laugh AND have a breakthrough.
wow life sure is fun in.....OH NO! Not Arlington, VA! :-)
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