We Have Time Now

by Dommie Darko.

I used to date a girl who would play with the skin at the end of my elbows.  She told her me that the skin at the end of elbows was probably the ugliest part of the human body.

“Why do you play with it, then?”

“I like it.”

I told her that I though kneecaps were the ugliest part of the human body.

“I like them!” she said enthusiastically. “I used to liked to push mine around all the time.”

“Why did you stop?”

“Just don’t think about it anymore,” she commented, sadly. Her brows slightly furrowed. “There’s just too many other things to think about.”

Well we have time now, I thought. And we sat on my couch, in the winter sun, and she fiddled with her kneecaps.

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