Monday, June 7

Me: "Flying through the air,

Smashing into the ground and bouncing,

like a volleyball.

The volleyball floats up out of my hands gracefully,

then a hand converges on it and slaps it,

so is my dating life.

Being knocked around without control,

feeling like I have no where to go,

is the life of a volleyball.

Bump, set, spike is how we do things,

in volleyball. "

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