Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2015 16:42:21 GMT
there is never enough seconds in the day, never enough hours in the week. it was a 'i'm sorry, i'm busy that day' last week and a 'sorry let me just finish this, can i see you later instead' on the monday of this week.
emily will tell herself she isn't annoyed, isn't angry, but sometimes even mind can't go over mind.
in the cafe, the day remains slow.
a tattered novel sits next to her tea set. emily stirs her nearly cold tea with a spoon and pretends she isn't waiting for anyone.
she is not next to the window, but nonetheless, she can hear the rain. it all comes down at once, pelting down mercilessly. imagining the horror of the people outside is enough to prove one shouldn't forcibly give pets showers, emily thinks.
@luca
emily will tell herself she isn't annoyed, isn't angry, but sometimes even mind can't go over mind.
in the cafe, the day remains slow.
a tattered novel sits next to her tea set. emily stirs her nearly cold tea with a spoon and pretends she isn't waiting for anyone.
she is not next to the window, but nonetheless, she can hear the rain. it all comes down at once, pelting down mercilessly. imagining the horror of the people outside is enough to prove one shouldn't forcibly give pets showers, emily thinks.
@luca
