the problem is this…
I could email her, and it wouldn’t even be weird. Not for her anyway. Friendly, friendly. Still, after all these years. Every 5 to 8 years, like clockwork. But the problem is, all it takes is a word and I fall in love with her all over again. Every time.
It’s been twenty years.
Fucking TWENTY years.
dave (doctorsilence.blogspot.com)