Chloe with your vowels and consonants all pushed together. Do you close your eyes at night to see the dreams about yourself looking back at yourself looking back at yourself? Whose skin are you in this time? What places do you imagine yourself being?
I caught a glimpse of you in passing. You were standing at the window, thinking about the next big thing. I could tell you were thinking that cuz I was thinking the exact same thing.
It’s just a matter of closing your eyes and jumping blindly methinks. We always land on our feet. Just never where we expect.
I gotta run now. Got a ferry to catch. I’ll pass you on the way back.