Bumped into Nikki yesterday at the Gables [once a hamburger dive but turned hip]. An awkward moment, but Kat went on to class while I tried to chase down my first lover. How strange the interval of time.
Yes, there was unfinished business to bring to closure, if only we could.
Running into a few others from the past?
MG: “You used to weight twenty-seven pounds” meaning me but she’s married now.
KP: “Just hanging out,” divorced after five years.
“We just got bored”
Now intrigued by my mysterious, ineffable changes, she’s finally wanting to touch me.
I do remember her showing me a photo after an artsy shoot and her joking about having “banana breasts.”
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By dwelling on the other side of downtown during my return to Bloomington, we were introduced a much different landscape than I had known in my residency on campus. Here’s an example from the southside of town by Vmenkov via Wikimedia Commons.
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From Spiralbound Hoosier, with commentary from now.
Jnana's Red Barn 