The first snow of the year always the kind that hushes the world and quiets the aching of your heart. It's the kind that makes you really miss you people you love, or loved.
Everybody knows that letting go is just part of life. I'm always trying but somehow, I always find myself stuck in the same place, the same moment that can't seem to escape.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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