Sunday, March 13, 2011


Each time I read your words, I fully expect them to be the last you'll ever write.  Because of this attitude, when you write more, I say to myself, "Oh, how unexpected.  What have you shared today?" 

If I were a person who hoped, I would hope that each day I could experience this same phenomenon, this proof that you're still alive and writing.  I imagine the day that there finally is no more, I'll cry. 

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