(not) not my dissertation

Thursday, December 15, 2005

bus variations  

i watched as the lady across from me finished a novel. i saw she had one page left and watched her face for a full three minutes, expecting something. the only noticible change before she closed the cover was a slight sagging of her shoulders.

i always mourn the end of a book.

posted by J at 6:25 PM


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