September 28, 2005


  • I have begun composing my final literary work to Laura, informing her of why I have to let go of her completely. It’s going to be hard, I’m sure; I do not have the benefit of a heart overflowing with love as I did the last letter. This one instead is drenched in sorrow, and every stroke of the keyboard is a great effort. Wish me luck.


     Why? Because, Grace Kelly was gorgeous. And I needed to cheer myself up. I’m out.

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