I realize I cant focus on one single memory. When I try, all these thoughts,and emotions come flooding in. It's like visiting the lourve and having someone ask what was my favorite piece of art. There are so many to deal with. You sitting in my captains chair while watching movies. Harem night at the shop(boy was anna embaressed and exposed). sharing rolls from old world. rice balls with sweet and sour. listening to your music so I could identify it for you. fiddling with you many powercords for your mac. The list is endless, and I treasure every one.
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regna
I'm trying
Date: 2005-11-12 01:56 am (UTC)