Oct 07, 2006 01:43
I used to love walking at night.
There's a time when a car is cresting a hill behind you, coming toward you, when the headlights don't fall on the ground you're walking on, but they'll hit your feet when you pick them up, it looks like you're glowing.
-Owen
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I've been meaning to write you but I've actually found a beau (she's Quebecois, baby!) of my own and have been in an endless whirlwind of candy coated hearts the past three months.
I got your email and, since the time is perfect with my bijou out of town until Sunday, I plan on making a concerted effort to write you back in detail sometime tomorrow.
I apologize for being a shitty, forever tarty friend.
Best wishes.
Mike
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