Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Oh, how totally cool!! :-) I would love to work in this if you decide to pass to someone--or if you need someone to pass too....
"to" I mean, not "too."
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