Memory

Strange how memory comes back in dribs and drabs.

While showering I recalled yelling out, “I am sad I am never going to see any of you again!” as I left the Irish pub in Kyoto.

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  1. Posted by Jazz78 on May 4, 2009 at 12:29 am

    awww… guess we just have to admit that some pple are in our lives for a reason or perhaps a season or even longer..

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