Friday, January 19, 2007
the days to come -
I am counting the days till days end, and baby says "don't count the days, baby." So forgive me, but it is 13 more days to the last of your hand in mine. So forgive me if I cling to you more desperately than I've ever been known to, there will be little of you to hold in the months to come - only until I am counting the days till days begin.
On a happier note, I will soon be seeing my dear brother again, riding powder on those Japanese mountains, and tunnelling through an abundance of snow. And if I don't fall off a cliff and kill myself, I will soon see myself home.
sherry @ 10:09:00 pm
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