A Kind of Prose

Mar 30, 2007 01:06

Every once in a while I get a call from an old friend. And every once in a while I can say the perfect thing at the right time. Even fewer times I will see these things as they happen. More likely than not I will find out afterwards. But sometimes I wake up and find that I really like this world, and it is just as manageable as it was when I was ( Read more... )

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littlemissscifi March 30 2007, 10:53:21 UTC
*sends cuddles from Australia*

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atwar664 April 3 2007, 13:30:30 UTC
Aw thanks! But what is the shelf life of a cuddle? Would cuddles go bad traveling that far away? Hmmm. :)

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littlemissscifi April 4 2007, 09:11:14 UTC
I think cuddles last forever. But I will send it express just in case. ;)

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for_your_life April 2 2007, 16:23:43 UTC
I miss you, Mike.

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atwar664 April 3 2007, 13:48:22 UTC
I haven't gone anywhere how could I be missed?

No worries Babs. I hope you are doing fine for yourself.

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for_your_life April 5 2007, 21:41:44 UTC
yes you can, we haven't been in touch.

and really, I'm doing what I can.
I hope you are doing well, too.

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