He reminded me of a search engine, the utterance he'd spit out and I'd wonder what useless information yet so intriguing. 

As he speaks passionately the space dust in his eyes become more clear. as much as I try to concentrate on his encyclopedia his voice becomes echoed. My eyes intensely staring into his. 

For a second I thought I met my match. high frequency. laws attracted.

Too afraid to wander, I had to let him go. for that was the millennial thing to do.

type.type.type.

-stm

 

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