hapticbackup: (magnuson)
Tonight I'm remembering the way Jacob ran red lights. He never sped up, just cruised on through as though he was unaware the light was changing, with one eyebrow arched in xeric superiority. It makes me miss him terribly and also not at all.
hapticbackup: (knows itself)
We're in his bed, sailing across a companionable silence.
He says: "What year is it?"
"It's the year one," I say back.
"Do we have the wheel yet? Has it been invented?"
"We have everything we need."
"What about telescopes?"
"We can see the stars with our eyes."

Then we touched each of our fingertips to their match on the other's hand one by one in the air above us.

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