Aug 11, 2009 22:02
... packing is depressing.
I found two gifts.
I could not remember who the first was for.
And the second, I know, but I no longer know her, I think.
There's even a letter. And I even remember... I tried to send it, but the address was wrong.
And then I couldn't re-send it.
The envelope is tattered and worn.
I still haven't opened it.
I guess I'll let it lie.
angst