Seen at the UNLV Rec Center at 6 p.m., September 11th, 2013
"Don't you think we could still work out?"
"How can I still love you when you've become nothing but muscle and motivation? Encouraging platitudes don't solve real problems, and just because you can hold me tighter at night doesn't mean that you truly want to."
"I meant at the gym."
An incredibly short one today! Exactly 50 words. A demi-drabble. Lulu and I have been going to Zumba once a week to get our asses kicked. I felt less like jello today than I did last week, though. I guess that's good.