small talk.

We've all been there - standing in line, waiting for your turn; or sitting, unsure of whether or not to cross your legs lest you fumble while untangling them to get up. I know I have. And it almost always goes this way. There's another person here with me at the same time. It doesn't …

futility of hope

a little birdie told you oncenever trust the early showersto get to really know someonedetach from the life that you call 'ours' progression = dispossessionof what you gained in the pastdiscard your first impressionsthey aren't meant to (be) last your next-door misanthroperages against all optimism you know& together with the futility of hopegives rise to …