everytime that i drive at neck-breaking speed on that road, everytime that i rush to go home, i will remember her. i will remember that cold dark night that i rushed to her house, dreading the worst, hoping for something else. i will remember how my nerves were shot as i drove the car, how dad asked me to remain calm, how i still panicked nonetheless and all the little details that followed. how cold her body felt, how dark the room was, how thin she was. will i forever remember her like this? after all the years we have had together, little moments when she was around, inconspicuously, unassumingly, quietly, i don't want to remember her like that. on a road back home.
it is almost one year now. time flies. does other people remember? does her husband think of her? i wish more had been done for her. i wish she is still around.
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Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!
dear anon: wow! i was just thinking the opposite and getting slightly unmotivated because of that. gone are the teasing, fun, light-hearted articles, which i miss, but i cannot produce because the source is dry. so i thank you for your kind encouragement.
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