Monday, February 23, 2009

Month: One. Check.

The last day I saw Nathan I lost my keys. Exactly one month later I am taking out the trash (it takes a while to fill up with only one person ya'll) and as I'm dragging the canister across the grass to the street I see on the ground ...


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I'm sure my neighbors were wondering what I was doing standing on my front Lawn holding on to my trash canister and crying into the grass. Seeing those stupid keys brought me right back to that day.

It doesn't take much.



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