I leave in a matter of minutes for a series of funerals, memorial services, and all sorts of receptions for Death.
I will have to smile
talk small
shake hands
hug
kiss cheeks,
laugh and cry at appropriete intervals.
I will have my cheeks pinched by older women who will tell me that they have not seen me since i was "this big"
... which, for whoever
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I wish we could hang out more. And I wish everything was better for you. :(
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