2.13.2010

absence

I wrote this last year. this the year before. One of these years I'll let go of all this anger, and Valentine's Day won't be tainted with this mind-blowing funk.

This, however, is not that year.

My five:
  1. Hubby. My rock.
  2. Retail therapy during sale season.
  3. Sunshine.
  4. Distraction.
  5. Dad.

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