Nights like tonight, I feel the weight of the mistakes of my past. There are some circumstances to prompt the feeling - desires whose satisfaction are difficult or impossible-seeming but ought to be simple, recent conversations with different friends on similar themes - but there's nothing in particular I can point to which makes tonight one of
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How I would doesn't matter. Just thinking of it was odd, maudlin too I guess.
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