In other news, I've been using that phrase a lot. That happens to me all the time. I'm not trying to form a habit, and I'm not trying to be clever, and then before I know it I look up over a paragraph I've written and realize that I've used the exact same phrase five and a half times. Things just stick in my head. I fixate.
Victor in Smoke Signals wears red constantly until his turning point. One can spend hours and hours on the Internet looking up prices for hotels in Alexandria, Virginia. I always wish I was good at taking photographs of my life, but I consistently fail to have a camera at the perfect moment, and even if I have one, I forget to use it. So sometimes it seems like the only things I have are the things I fixate on. I'm not sure if that is comforting or terrifying. Maybe it's just me trying to focus on something in order not to be completely spacey.
In other news, I adore Shirley MacLaine.
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