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I miss somebody right now. I don't watch much TV these days.  (Don't have the time!) × I own lots of books.
× I wear glasses or contact lenses. I love to play video games. I've tried marijuana.
I've watched porn movies. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship. × I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
I curse sometimes. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year. × I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
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Lindsay opens the door and collapses on the couch, duffle bag still strapped across her chest. Her vision lingers on the ceiling until it blurs and fades. Eyelids close, body calms, breathing goes deep. She slides into unconsciousness, a much needed rest.

And then the phone rings.

Lindsay snaps awake. Blearily, reluctantly, she regards the phone’s caller ID. Just a friend inquiring her location, most like. She places the phone aside, removes the duffle bag and her shoes and curls up on the couch.

For the first time in three years she’s beginning to feel comfortable in her own skin. She hasn’t felt the urge to lose herself in the club, in drugs and the fame of others. She’s focused on her own happiness, her own personality, interests and goals. Her choreography’s taken a different tone. She’s thought of acting again, to the dismay of those who’d prefer she stay in music videos. No amount of paychecks and minor publicity could relieve the itch that’s calling her back to the stage.

Of course, the true test of her newfound comfort would be in New York City. Although she had been under the sway of outside influences wherever she went, she was most vulnerable in New York City—and the most antisocial. It was true that she had been socializing in New York City more lately, albeit with a some level of discomfort. She hadn’t been able to completely convince herself that she’d never run into him again. And if she did, what would happen?

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She remembers when she first met him.Collapse )

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New York City: JFK Airport

Lindsay is ready to bust out of this mo’fo!

She hasn’t felt comfortable in the city of New York for a while. All business, rush and hustle, no time to breathe, no time to chat, no time to forget. People watch small catastrophes with glazed eyes, cynical and too cowardly to intervene. Not that Los Angeles was any better, but the people there were too laid-back to care. She could breathe in Los Angeles, miles away from unpleasant memories.

That plane couldn’t come early enough. She could really use that first class glass of champagne.

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