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thejunipertree) wrote2005-07-22 11:53 am
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It's amazing how days can fly past me and I never even notice the tread of their footsteps, when before I could hear them coming from a mile down the road. I glanced at the calendar to note something completely unrelated and realized I had missed what had once reduced me to hiding under the bed with a bottle of whiskey.
This morning, I watched myself in the mirror and felt my bones shifting under my skin. I stared at my hands and flexed my fingers, splaying them into the air.
This is what change feels like.
This morning, I watched myself in the mirror and felt my bones shifting under my skin. I stared at my hands and flexed my fingers, splaying them into the air.
This is what change feels like.
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(Anonymous) 2005-07-23 04:55 am (UTC)(link)A personal anniversary and no, I wouldn't expect any one else to know that day, let alone remember it. So, you're not an uber crappy friend. ;)
I was talking about you tonight, by the way, and your old 74 Cadillac convertible. I saw its identical twin in a parking lot and was drooling over it.
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