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the museumgoer
Alone in the afternoon with nothing but free time, she goes to the museum, pausing at the exhibits or passing them by. The weather outside is warm, but the breeze still has a bite, so she drapes a sweater across her shoulders before she goes. And the museum is perfect on afternoons when she has nothing but free time, perfect because she can stand, unconsciously crossing one leg behind the other, pause with a hand on her hip, and let her mind wander while she looks. She can be distracted or engrossed, and no one is the wiser, no one knows if she dreams about what’s right in front of her or what’s far away.
And she is not thinking of you, not at all. She is not thinking of you.
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