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March 21, 2004
I have this little ideal tucked away in my mind. Of living alone in an apartment, in a place with reasonably cool weather, walking down busy city streets, buying food off convenience stores, writing when I find time to, finding the love of my life, watching the rain fall, sitting in comfortable silence with the girl I love, watching the day turn to evening, and the evening turn to night, doing that old cliché of lending her my jacket, kissing her goodbye, missing her, loving her, waking up next to her in the morning when she's all warm and sleepy.