novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- of change i almost bought you a gift the other day, these tiny square mirrors threaded together like a row of beads, and i remembered how you strung your beads across windowsills and how i know that, in the future, whenever i come across anything remotely like that, it will remind me of you. i want to tell you i figured out how to hold my guitar left handed, and how my fingers are stretching, and i can almost strike an actual chord, and how for me this is progress (i am putting here because i don't think you don't read this anymore and i am recording it for me to remember. i think i have to keep a log of things like this, of missings.) 12:02 am - 11.14.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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