Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

september 7 - actually today shit hits the fan

it was fate that made me double back and put on contact lenses, for without i would never have recognised the one who could have been(at least maybe not immediately). and i was glad i looked cute. i was also amused by my thought processes -

1. just someone who looks like him, i guess

2. nah, couldn't be. his wife wouldn't wear that

3. and isn't his kid a girl?

wrong, and wrong, and wrong. god know where i've gotten number 3.