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December 21, 2002

of another variety; flashbacks

so it's the season of long lost friends and lovers enemies and allies co-workers and family and one revisits memories the horrors the pleasures one grimaces and blushes cries laughs runs fingers through ones hair strokes a cheek looks through photos listens to songs reads letters makes cookies pulls out old clothes and I was thinking of my first boyfriend

and in the mail was a note saying; just checking up on you, my guid wyffe hath died what does that say about this year...I think of the wanting ways we measure space and time