physical contact

Wednesday night, I was sitting in the back seat of a car with a girl on either side of me. It was about a half-hour drive to where we were going.

Halfway there, I noticed that my right arm was directly underneath the arm of the girl next to me so that her left arm was resting on mine. Then I noticed that I was sitting about two inches away from the girl to my left.

I have known the girl on my right for years and have been acquainted with the one on my left for a few months.

It was interesting to see how comfortable you could get with a person that you don’t even notice that you are touching. When you do, though, it warms you inside to know that you have that kind of relationship where you can almost be one self.

It makes me think of synchronized swimmers or figure skating partners.

“loud.”

She points at her headphones.

Then she disappears into them.

fried chicken

I had a strange dream this morning.

We were in the foyer of a haunted mansion and there were zombies coming down the stairs. An endless flow of zombies and we were without weapons.

But we did have chicken. For some reason, there was a lot of fried chicken on the floor.

So we started aiming the legs and thighs at the zombies, and it worked. They started disappearing.

At some point, we were cramming chicken bits in sandwiches and shoving them in the zombies’ mouths.

I asked one of them, “How many are there of you?” He said about seventy.

Then we were almost out of chicken. Somebody had to run across the street and get more. They came back with chicken-flavored rice.

We sprinkled them over the zombies and that worked too.

Then I think there was a big snake, but that was around the time I was thinking, “This would make a good Avanoo post,” and starting to wake up.