Coffee Shop Mindfuck Fantasy
September 14th, 2007Friday morning. Very hard. totally distracted and unable to work. Why? Because I was/am thinking thoughts along the lines of:
I’m sitting in a coffee shop with Abigail. She’s my girlfriend (or so people think). She’s not talking. We’ve been sitting in silence for a while, and finally I’m talking.
“You know, it’s hot to be,” I […]






