Today is my birthday, and between the finals and the essays and the meetings with academic advisers, all I can think about is you. What you'd say when I told you and how you'd have some cryptic take on the subject of aging and how you'd understand what I mean when I say I've always felt old. And when I mention how much it sucked to walk to
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