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November 3, 2004
Funny how you can have so many different "levels" of friends.
You have co-workers, neighbors, friends of friends.
Friends that you havent seen or heard from since High School, but still consider them friends.

And then you have that one bestest friend.
Pal, bud, bro, sis...whatever you may call them.
Me, I call mine MyOldLady.

I miss her terribly.

The internet and the phone are not enough sometimes.
I miss seeing her laugh.
I miss chatting over coffee.
I miss watching chick flicks and crying together.

Now more than ever we need each other
because no one else understands
like we do
what we're going through.

Our lives run parellel like a train track.