Holding in my hand a ball of some soft substance. Some childs' toy that I cannot put back together again. The soft candle-wax like substance comes apart in my hands.
Toying with headache tablets in my pocket.
Waiting for someone in some kind of supermarket waiting area, full of tables and turnstiles. Other people are waiting with me too.
On a date with a woman who has a child. Unsure if I want a relationship with her.
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