Sunday, 10 June 2012

My Perfect Ex - an experiment in expression

He has exited.  We are extinguished.
I had to extradite him.  What he had done was inexcusable.
The extraction was excruciating.
I was in exile.  I exfoliated.
I have extricated myself.
He is now extraneous to my existence.
I do not exaggerate when I say I am exceedingly excited about new excursions.
I was explaining my exhilaration to the point of exhaustion when the unexpected exploded.
Deus ex machina!
This one was excellent.
This one was exceptional.
I am no extrovert but I became exuberant and extended my expression to expedite a new experience.