� Vicarious � 2006-06-11 � 6:26 p.m. �
She calls me because she's falling asleep at the wheel on her way home from work.
I'm in her time zone. I make her laugh.
"So, I was wondering how it feels to know that EVERYONE back home talks about you like you're a fucking legend... they all know or want to know you're business. I didn't know you were so... uhm, popular."
I bow... I laugh.
It doesn't bother me because I'm not there to hear it.
"I went home last week and in 4 days, I heard your name like 20 times."
Small towns... I'm the one who "got out" and married handsome. People have a lot to say and they live vicariously...
I have to laugh at her stories though... the things people say without really knowing... you'd think I had moved to Hollywood and made myself a star...
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