If you’ll forgive me, I don’t quite feel like talking. If you were here (or I were there), we would sit in silence and be grateful. Perhaps we would hold hands, but maybe not. The gestures of strangers. I picture you laughing often. Despite what I don’t know about you.
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Better to picture laughing even dough you don’t know shit.
Being in silence, the best way, that ‘s it.