little begins to become and begins again
October 6, 2010
Listen. I cannot stop. And. Will not stop. As long as we keep our hands within a grasp. Just for a second, breathe, and listen to these words, and listen to me, and let us be us. I love you.
little begins to become and begins again
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Well my goodness, it has been an exceptionally long time.
As I’m beginning to write this, I’m starting to think you possibly/probably don’t remember me… I sent a message to your Myspace as well. Pretty much this exact message because I’m not quite sure what to say. But your page sent me to this, which I am very grateful for. I’m so thrilled you’re still writing..
Regardless, I thought I would say, “hello”.
So, Hello.
If you remember working at a little cafe called Avanti & having a young girl frequently stop by to harass you & read your copy of “The Stranger”, then I’d love to hear from you.
If not, it was nice being reminded of you.
If you’d like a better reminder then the vague hint I’ve given, find me on Facebook (the social networking website I actually use)