01.11.03
Beneath the marquee
Last night I stayed awake at a friend of a friend's house watching a long movie with other people.
We trudged home in the snow, the sidewalks piled up from the snow that had been falling for twelve hours. I talked to my friend, who walked in on her boyfriend with another girl two nights ago. She asked me what to do, and I felt bad for her, because she's sad and hurt and confused, and still in love with him.
I fell asleep, sometime after three o'clock and slept past noon. I woke up with that fuzzy feeling behind my eyes, and didn't want to get out of bed. It's still snowing, and I wonder if it's ever going to stop.
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