oh, so you dont speak to me
Hi Q. I was wondering what happened to you today.
yea I know, thats why im writing you
I read minds, you know
Hey . . . I ALSO had that thought today. No joke. I was walking into the gym, and the girl at the front desk had spiky hair, and I thought, "It's a good thing that she can't read minds, cause I'm thinking wayyyy to many mean things about that style choice right now."
And then she handed me back my card and said, "Thanks claire!" -in her chipper spiky haired way. I had to stop a second and just blink . . . how did she know my name . . . ?
And then it hit me . . . the computer she ran my card through has my info. Phew.
I might turn that into a blog.