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“I wouldn’t actually know,” Daniel mumbles

So a true disaster zone over here and he hasn’t turned around yet He’s probably just waiting for the first intersection he sees where he can do a legal U-turn Imyself in deeper and deeper, because why not? Why not ed disaster before it even starts because I’ve been waiting for freaking forever to get these things off my chest

“Do you ever thrift? I know that I’e clothes, and the vintage stores get picked over and honestly, sos that can be lammed up or left just the way they are because they’re astounding and nificent, is to shop thrift Anyway, if you do, you’d know that thousands and thousands of hours of people’s artistry just ends up getting donated or going in the trash, because you have to assu as much or more away, or that there are people out there ould just chuck it because they couldn’t be bothered with donations I’ve seen paintings, things people have sewn like quilts, orking, beading- that kind of thing, just sitting on shelves in thrift stores for little toNo one appreciates hand, actually, to think about the ti and then it just gets abandoned Left behind Chucked out Do people not think about those things? The people who do the chucking or other people? Itin this world is that way People too People get left behind People get to be unwanted Pets Pets too God, I follow so le day is just heart wrenching I know this is co in the machine that I used to hate so much This is who I am now Someone who contributes to the probles out and buy so better, just because they can I’ to be”

Daniel grunts He keeps driving and he grunts

“I’ainst the seat “Sorry I was reading all those things I wrote, and I guess I’s too This past year hasn’t been easy, and I guess I’ve become more than a little disillusioned” I look askance at hi andto do after that outburst is go into full on melt down et this ever happened You didn’t sign up to take et all philosophical and wild and uh- not nor If you want to bail while you still can, I get it”

Daniel stops at yet another light, and when he looks overmale lashes, his eyes are dark and soft and liquid I could fall into them and drown in their dark depths, just about literally They reht sky, deep, rich, black velvet He dru ti at his hands I know it’s shameful, because I should at least have the decency to look hi at the veins in the back of his big, powerful hands

It’s not at all appropriate, but the whole ets even worse

For the love of hot dogs and bonfires and smores, I’m a mess

“Not bailing,” Daniel says, and that’s it Just those tords in his deep, elegant voice that boo, echoey canyon, not speaking softly right across from me in the car

I narrow enuine good hu in his dark eyes, his sinful lips- which I suppose I have to class as sinful because I kno talented they are, but they’re also far too perfectly bow shaped for a man which is just way too erotic and unfair- turned up in a half sood humor and easy joy I wonder if he’s found the sweet spot in the midst of all life’s bullshit and that’s why he’s able to smile so easily in the face of it