RKS020 -zwanzig-
I barely considered that I may be able to see Spiritia again soon. She may, for all I know, be a trip across the river away. Our homes may lie there. Our friends. For those of us who do not have our friends from home here with us.
And yet. If our time here is truly near its end, many of us -- I daresay most of us -- may soon not be able to see each other ever again. If Thanksgiving is as close as I have heard, I would imagine a celebration is in order. Some sort of... reunion, as it were. Though several of the people I knew in my earliest days here are now gone, there is no reason I should dwell upon them in sadness.
I will be at Seventh Heaven on Thanksgiving.
To the old and to the new.
And yet. If our time here is truly near its end, many of us -- I daresay most of us -- may soon not be able to see each other ever again. If Thanksgiving is as close as I have heard, I would imagine a celebration is in order. Some sort of... reunion, as it were. Though several of the people I knew in my earliest days here are now gone, there is no reason I should dwell upon them in sadness.
I will be at Seventh Heaven on Thanksgiving.
To the old and to the new.