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By Jane Rain Date: 2017 Apr 22 Comment on this Work [[2017.04.22.22.03.17163]] |
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It's unlike me to be the strong, silent type. I'm prone to calling early in the A.M. about a dream that meant something, but only ever to me. The thought always crosses my mind to buy a couple of croissants (from Sweetheart's, of course) and drive to your new place to share breakfast, and maybe a smile. I can't tell you how much restraint it's taken to not ask you to another movie (I still haven't seen Get Out...) or to not ask if you'd like to rent a boat from that place you told me about and head out on the water with a picnic for us and the ducks. There's always something, but I've come to the conclusion that none of these things would matter to you. I'm too old for games, but still too young to not care. |