OKAY. THE PROOF IS IN. MY LIFE TURNS INTO MY STORIES. IT'S A FACT.
So, that rewrite was a situation where Chase and Kris are sitting outside behind the school. Chase is talking about constellations and physics--like always and Kris is listening diligently. Eventually, Kris jumps him, they have sex in the parking lot, fall asleep in her car. And live happily ever after. Eh. Kinda.
Today, I found myself behind Sacred Heart School (the private Catholic school behind my church) lying on the grass with my boyfriend. Him talking about constellations, me listening diligently. Granted, it didn't end in sex, but it was STILL a little FREAKY. Don't you think? Subtract the sex and it was the same situation!
Before all of this action went down, we were running around the Sacred Heart playground--swinging on the swings, climbing the monkey bars, all that jazz. And while on the swings, I learned about the game Indiana Jones, where while swinging a person runs in between the people the swinging, timing it perfectly of course, and runs back. It was terrifying. And then Mary and I got married and divorced twice. It was a bizarre day.
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