Sunday, June 26, 2011

You ask how I am. I avoid the question and instead tell you I've been keeping busy. Reconnecting with friends. I want to tell you I'm great and that I don't miss you or our long drives and beach trips. Instead I tell you I miss California. You tell me California is great. I know it is, I wish you wouldn't tell me how sunny it is and how warm the water gets.  I wish you would tell me you miss me too.

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