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Rachel Kristen
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Thursday, March 1, 2012, 10:11 PM
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Turning back to traditional diary writing today.


I woke up today trying to picture times when you wake me up to say Good morning and Goodbye. The sound of your voice, talking to me when I get awakened while you are dressing up for work. I miss that.

I figured that by writing all these down and how I feel, it will help get all my feelings out of the system until one day when it is finally, empty. . .

Yesterday I met my new colleague and happened to find out that she is the same girl you told me about. The girl who dated your high school friend and you were the first person I wanted to share how small this world is. I spoke to her, learned that she is a student of your mum and a research helper. Then she shared that you were her bestie at one point. Then she asked if I know your mum and dad, and of course as always I would have to answer no with that sad disappointment in my eyes. . .

I looked through old photos taken from way back in 2008 until early February. And you were in my every album. We shared moments together.

. . . finding a middle ground is not easy, only that it takes a whole lifetime of commitment and love to work around it. I believe the problem is solved only when you are able to accept me for who I am.

There, I feel better now that I wrote this piece sitting at Starbucks. Heh.



Full content is on a private blog that we used to share, where I feel more comfortable blabbering. Kthxbai.

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