It is fair to say that I tried to recall all the days we spent in our undergraduate school. I did it many times. It's not pretty. It wasn't. I am sick and tired of remembering you. But I love you. If you were alive I might not have cared what you were up to right at this moment. But you live in so many memories. Now. I am thinking about you right now.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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