Three days, or three weeks,...I guess once you've boiled yourself down that much, you can't lessen it out much more.
Life is catching up to me again... that "being and adult" part, that is. Does that mean that hopes and dreams are the gifts of children and children alone?
I long for you badly. I remember him saying that after a year he couldn't take it...I think it will be the same for me.
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