Just East of the Midwest

Monday, February 05, 2007

I talked to a man I once knew today. I saw him at a coffee house and said hello.
This isn't something that I normally would do; usually
I am too anxious to do something like this. I would fear
him not remembering me and it being awkward. This wasn't
the case with this man; he is retarded and I felt no fear. Is this
the act of a Saint, or is this the act of a Bastard?

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