When I go to parties, I am usually the guy in the corner who watches people.
I know. That's kind of creepy.
Sometimes, I will get up and talk to the people who whirl around in the center, but I invariably slink back to the corner once they flit away to co-mingle with the other whirling center-of-the-room folk.
You can see a lot from the corner of the room.
There are a lot of girls wearing the same dress at this party.
If they spin around fast enough, they think nobody notices it.
2 comments:
I'd be right there beside you.
Obviously, we don't go to the same parties or the corner would be crowded, and, you know, that it would never do to have too many slinkers in residence. Writers are just naturally watchers, I guess.
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