Monday, December 7, 2009

Past times

I met someone this weekend that looked just like you, but after talking for a while I realized that he was not the same.

But it got me thinking, even though I didnt think about you for a long time.

What bothers me is just that we never got to say goodbye. The last words I heard you say was "Talk to you soon".

Hope that the horses are healthy, the Granita and Brioche is as tasty as always and say hi to your mother from me!













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