I think about you more than I should, but I can’t stop. You make me happy, I smile more, and laugh. I woke up with you in my bed, we didn’t touch, but you were watching me sleep. You would move closer to me, all I wanted was to feel you against me. I pulled my hand from the covers, and you moved closer to mine. Slowly I would touch your arm, but I wanted so much more. You stuck your hand in mine, and I swear my heart leapt. We snuggled a bit, but there was no kiss, nothing more. It’s hard for me to see you, you are my best friend, but I want more. I want to know how you feel, I hope its the same way. I don’t think I’m the only one. I can’t ask, I can’t kill the friendship we have, you mean too much to me. It’s so hard.
Italian artist Anna Utopia Giordano takes paintings of nudes from the past and reimagines what they would look like if their bodies conformed to what the 21st-century thinks of as an ideal of ‘beauty’.
(Source: Guardian)
Game prep:
Arrange the cans of beer around the bottle of rum. The cans are Pawns of the Secret Order, the rum is the King, and the arrangement is called the Castle.
Decide on 4 Zones, and arrange platforms ( chairs, buckets, anything ) in patterns…