Tuesday, January 21, 2014


I ran into a girl who was visiting from outside the country. We met before by chance when I showed her the way around campus, and then now again by chance.

This time, now that I could see her under the lights in the promenade of UW1, I thought she was fairly pretty. She looked kind of like Anne; my internal sensors were used to identifying her face, mapping them even on other girls.

Soon, however, I employed the trick I usually do with girls other than Anne - I pierced the sheen of auratic enjoyability that some females generate, and I was able to observe her objectively.

That made me feel better, though I lost the enjoyability that I will never have with Anne.

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