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Dearest Ave, It’s October 1st now. The temperature has dropped in the past week. Its been raining more frequently, and the sun rises later now. I don’t think about you daily anymore. My days are not filled with your memories, voice or longing for you. It’s as if my mind has trained me to forget.…
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Dear Ave, All I’ve done for the past 3 months is go to work, read, and eat. Snuggling beside Tom at night and waking up naturally on my days off is my life’s ultimate pleasure these days. I have eaten more and more carbs and slept so much more and have dreamt to many things.…
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I lost a draft, mama. It reminds me of that file I lost back home, on Dichi’s laptop, when I started writing about your plan of care thinking we were going to go home that day. It’s my fault. I didn’t save it. I don’t know why. I started writing about what’s happened since I…