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jaw dropped and speechless. i left that initial moment feeling like a fool. i stopped dead in my tracks. knowing my exit was close i felt right then that i'd be a bigger fool if i didn't turn around. even if i could just hint at how i felt, it would be enough. it would be worth it and i'd feel content.

it's been over two years since i stopped dead in my tracks last and went back to talk a moment more. although there was no way of fully exploring that feeling i had, i still feel it was the most intense feeling i've had for a while. the time before that was when i first saw io, a year earlier. then there was the time i was walking by jeff's dorm room, seven years ago, and stopped dead i my tracks to take a step back to find out who that was sitting there on his floor working on an art project. i feel like i need it to happen again. it's as if i'm expecting it as i walk around every corner, but i know it's something that just happens and it can't be forced or anticipated. i'll just have to keep my head up and if i'm lucky, i'll stop dead in my tracks once again.

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