http://slow.writerscafe.org/airborne29th The original writings of author Michael Reisman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776054774 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My new website.....https://michaelsbooks.net/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/airborne29th/1997312/ She turned over in her bed and put her hand under the pillow. Just before falling asleep, Katy thought about giving Michael a goodnight kiss in own mind. He lived in a different state as he was now also in bed ready for sleep. Michael felt a kiss on his cheek and an image of Katy appeared in h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/airborne29th/1972487/ Laura and Mark had the same thoughts throughout the year, yet it wasn't until a recent phone chat that it came out in the open. Thoughts of how living together may or may not work out. 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Across the street was a luncheonette which most of the students went to during their break. It was a Saturday afternoon when this all happened as I r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/airborne29th/1665787/ Arms outstretched, then wrapped around each other.A greeting of sorts known as a hug.Feelings that are spoken without moving one's lips.The tightness of the embrace says it all.I can see you in the distance, not too far away.My footsteps meet yours and our arms are extended.Our tears collide in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/airborne29th/1663865/ I fell asleep on the subway ride home. It was after a night out of heavy drinking to celebrate the upcoming weekend. "Last stop, everybody off", the voice said over the intercom speakers throughout the subway cars. I missed where I had to get off only three stops before. 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