The Girl I Knew Somewhere
I should have known the relationship was doomed when I saw that the last four digits of her phone number (4377,) which she shoe polished on my right front tire, spelled hell when read upside down.
As often is my case, my moment was more ha-ha than Aha!
Looking back through the years I often wonder how much time spent was wasted. Missed opportunities. Would of, could of, should ofs. Or. Was it building blocks and road maps to who, what and where I am right about now.
I'm sure it's equal parts both. In a very can't get there from here, sort of a way.
Until I BLOG again...That's as maybe, I can't explain, just ask the girl that I knew somewhere.
As often is my case, my moment was more ha-ha than Aha!
Looking back through the years I often wonder how much time spent was wasted. Missed opportunities. Would of, could of, should ofs. Or. Was it building blocks and road maps to who, what and where I am right about now.
I'm sure it's equal parts both. In a very can't get there from here, sort of a way.
Until I BLOG again...That's as maybe, I can't explain, just ask the girl that I knew somewhere.
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