Wow. I’m of the mind that your first kiss should be set in celluloid in your head to be replayed and replayed until all of the hiss and hum of the wear on the tape overcomes the memory, and you’re just left with a memory of a memory. At the same time, i detest those horrid contrived situations and wish they could all be forgotten about. Of course, if the two intersect…? I don’t know. This whole storytelling binge over at Benjy’s has got me paying rapt attention; and to think he was the one i didn’t like in the first week.
by krisis