{"text":"Christ,' he said to the tiny reflection of himself that floated along the surface of his coffee,'You have become quite the maudlin sop, haven't you? Laughing softly, he rubbed a hand over his face. Step one on the road back to sanity, stop talking to yourself.","author":"Kristen Callihan","tags":["coffee-love","face","floated","madness","reflection","sanity","softly","sop","surf","talking-to-yourself","unrequited-love"],"id":10829,"author_id":"Kristen+Callihan"}