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cygny
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a spatula, either way.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
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Date: 2005-11-04 09:10 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-11-04 10:08 am (UTC)A phone call from you. Ana and I on San Lorenzo beach (quietest place in our part of Gijón) doing a kind of countdown, until the phone rang. And it did.
I'm sure that anyone watching would have seen two very excited people passing a phone between them, and laughing a lot.
I said I wished you could be with us, and see the sea from where we were, and you said that one day you would.
Whenever I walk on that sand, and look out at the horizon, I remember that.
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Date: 2005-11-04 09:20 pm (UTC)grá mór
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Date: 2005-11-04 01:35 pm (UTC)Also, yesterday I was watching a info show about colombia, so there. I always remember each and everyone of you when I'm watching those kind of programs. :)
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Date: 2005-11-04 09:21 pm (UTC)Thanks ^^
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Date: 2005-11-04 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-05 05:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-04 10:33 pm (UTC):3 It makes me smile to remember stuff like that! *blushes*
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Date: 2005-11-05 05:50 am (UTC)It makes me smile too.
*giggles*