The One That Got Away
It’s a rare occasion that I walk down the street without my iPod headphones on, but I was doing that earlier today and when walking past the Express, I overheard two girls behind me talking. “He’s kind of, like, the one that got away,” one said to the other before launching into a story. I didn’t hear the story. The one that got away (grammatically, it should be ‘who’ got away not ‘that’ but I digress). Everyone has one. For a second I thought of him. He got away through neither design or fault, just bad luck, and I don’t even remember his name.
Posted on July 29th, 2006 under Life • 
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