when people remember small things.
i find myself remembering small things that i'm too afraid to speak of or remind someone about.
i received a most touching letter the other day (from a gentleman i knew i montana but haven't spoken to in quite some time):
"how are you doing?
i was walking through the mall the other day and saw a mannequin that reminded me of you.
it was dressed just like you were the day we drove into idaho and ran into anne at that grove."
i have much to share with you tomorrow.
love,
L
i find myself remembering small things that i'm too afraid to speak of or remind someone about.
i received a most touching letter the other day (from a gentleman i knew i montana but haven't spoken to in quite some time):
"how are you doing?
i was walking through the mall the other day and saw a mannequin that reminded me of you.
it was dressed just like you were the day we drove into idaho and ran into anne at that grove."
i have much to share with you tomorrow.
love,
L
3 comments:
your blog is so cute.
tomorrow came and nothing was shared!
Woo! Didn't know you had a blog.
I'll have to be a follow'er' now.
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