As time goes on, I thought I would start missing him less, having the memories to look back upon. So far, I only miss him more and more. At night, I look for him nestled above my head sleeping on my pillow. Or, as he thought, me sleeping on the corner of his kitty throne.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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