Mar 29, 2008 21:33
For some reason at work today, every time I heard that tell-tale creak at the doorway, I looked up, half-expecting to see you. Not sure why. I haven't expected to see you at all over the past month.
I wonder how you're doing. Haven't heard from you really. I sincerely hope you've figured some things out.
If you read this, know that, though I've been very busy, I still think of you often.
I hope you're ok.