the power of awkwardness can go pretty far, i discovered. it exceeds the overbearing emotions that we sometimes have to fight off. which i guess can be a good thing; awkwardness prevents something that was terrible when it happened, from happening again...usually.
but just how far are we willing to go to avoid a silent apartment, empty fridge, temporarily depleted bank account and dark bedroom?
sporadically, i've found these things to be very much welcome (not the bank account one); in a series of one night after another, not so much. according to my horoscope, there's an obvious answer that i'm missing somewhere. i just don't see it.
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