More than one post in a single year / week. That's new.
It's amazing the things that can change what we are thinking of. In this case, it was a box of discounted Valentine's chocolates. It made me remember how happy I was back then, happy just to know that there was someone who cared and that I could care for. Obviously, it wasn't meant to be, and never will be, it seems.
Come to think of it, I can really be perfectly candid here, now, as I doubt anyone still reads this. Perhaps a few years from now I can look at this and laugh at what a fool I sound like.
I miss her. Every moment of every instant that I'm flashing by the world I miss her. I can't think of anything really more to say about it than that. I just know that I was happy with the life we had, precarious as it was. I've considered trying to meet them, but that's unlikely to work for a few reasons. One, I don't know where any of my housemates are anymore, and two, I doubt Lu would be exactly enthusiastic to see me.
As for news that isn't me whining about an unfair youth, very little aside from my still being in possession of the bastard cane from bastard Zwei.
Amazing, how I live so fast compared to normal people, yet so little is worth putting to words.