I'm sitting here in my borrowed living room, on a Saturday night, thinking about other things I could be doing if I weren't here. Dressing up in a pretty dress and going out for a nice dinner, for example. Or sky-diving. Rock-climbing. All-season running. Seeing a doctor if I get sick on the weekend. Or just seeing a doctor, period. Browsing in a book store. Reading in a coffee shop. Driving to the next town over so you can read in a coffee shop without running into anyone.
Now I need to dream up some fantastic things I can do here.
I'd like some awesome red shoes, and someplace to wear them.
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