Dec 31, 2006 21:15
But you know me, I can never throw anything away.
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It was nice to see you at the show. I was pretty trashed so the evenings a bit of a blur, but I'm sure it was lovely...? I am, however, never drinking again.
You know what I am afraid of? I have had to push the memories of us so far away in order to heal, and I'm afraid that they will just slip away, and when I go to pull them out one day all I will find is blackness and air. And I can't even check on them to make sure they're staying put. Not opening that can of worms any time soon. But I love those memories, and want to
-Okay so I started writing this last night and then left. And drank wine, so that whole no more drinking thing is out the window. Anyway, what I was getting at is....I don't ever want to forget our time together, even if I can't think about it right now.
I'm glad you are happy and well.
M