Maybe it’s cause you are writing with a purpose*

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2012

Nice to meet you too Mitchell
And thank you for the pen
But more so for the self knowledge
In a moment on the bus
You saw in me and fixed in me a recklessness I’ve battled all my life
Why am I stuck?
Well I don’t know
I guess I lost the inspiration
What was the inspiration?
Good question
Originally Beth
Unexpectedly Aaron
Lately matt
I guess I just can’t sort it
But you sure can
Like a knight in black wool dress coat and big nose
Clark Kent glasses
Army green side satchel and Canadian flag
I can’t sort it because I am in it
But you my dear one time friend
You can can’t you

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My pen ran out of ink on the bus monday night, Mitchell was the guy next to me who gave me a pen and tried to flirt with me but I so failed at it. :) I was like a deer in head lights "why does everyone think you need to have a reason to write?" "I don't I am just trying to start a conversation with you" and Ashley goes awkward lol I should work on that lol

*Mitchell

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