That stranger you got upset with earlier? That was me.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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3 comments:
it can't be u... ; )
i love ur blog. it is very comforting and warm...
It was me, too.
You know, I think I had a dream about this entry around this time that you wrote it. I think I've seen it before. Although I had never wandered to your website before now. I had just seen a stranger who I had mistaken for a very close friend of mine at the subway station in the beginning of October 2008. I got upset at him for something a saw him do.
It wasn't until years later that I realized that I had met that very same person again. And that I had fallen in love him. And that I had met him many, many times before that, too. And now I can't be around him currently. And I've been trying to find a way to be around him again. Just like everything you've been writing about...
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