Man, when I was a kid
\nI’d, like dream sometimes
\nand there’d be this woman
\nwho was so absolutely amazing, like
\nshe’d be, just perfect, Man
\nbut in the dream, Man, I could
\nnever actually talk to her or even
\nthink about getting any closer to
\nher than, like to the moon, Man
\nat least that’s what I’d tell Sarah
\nand, like she understood, like
\non account of she was, like a girl
\nbut more one of the guys, like?<\/p>\n
So I had a bunch of really, like
\nstupid dating adventures, Man
\nlike, I could never know what
\nto say, and I’d, like tell Sarah
\nand she’d laugh and tell me
\nto look around and wake up
\nso most of the time I’d
\nbe standing on one side of
\nthe dance floor looking, trying to
\nwake up as she said, and the girls
\nwould be, like together on
\nthe other side of the dance floor
\nlike, dancing together and I
\nhadn’t a clue about that?<\/p>\n
So one day I’m like, no longer a kid
\nbut not much is happening in the
\nlove department and I’m walking
\nwith, you know, Sarah who was not
\nreally a girl but a friend, like
\nI used to tell stuff to, like I said
\nand I realize she’s like, hugging
\nmy arm and I can, like
\nwell it’s kind of intense, like
\nI can feel her breast kind of soft
\nbut insistent pressing against my
\nelbow and I think, like this is
\nin the middle of the street, Man
\nand this has got to be an accident
\nand Sarah doesn’t know what’s happening
\nbut then I look over at Sarah and, like
\nit’s Sarah, you know, and she smiles, like
\nwe have a secret and Sarah hugs my arm
\nSarah, but then I realize, like
\nthunder man, that Sarah, she’s,
\nlike, the one?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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