Smallhouse Log

late that night

I made the mistake just now of reading a letter postmarked April, anno Domini 2002. I suppose I should be glad it wasn't postmarked, say, July, 2005. I miss things I can't have. And while that's a step up, I suppose, from missing things I've never had (see poetry section for details), still pretty much a downer.

I don't want to wait a year and a half.

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