Tuesday, Nov. 16, 2004 - 11:05 p.m.
I have wished so many times that you were there, standing with me, seeing what I see, knowing what I know. All the places I have been that I would have called you first to tell you about, all the questions I would have expected you to know how to answer. I have wished so many times that I was there, where you are now, but I have been pushed back, carried back. I have wished so many times to listen to you tell me about your day, what you did, who you saw. It takes simple words from a stranger and I am reeling. I am crying. I remember you. I find myself in the present.
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