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Jul. 16th, 2003 06:51 pmI love Tyler, and I miss Tyler. Always working, it seems. Silly boy. I should write him.
Last night I had a dream that I saw Gramps, and I asked him for a hug. He just sort of looked at me, gave me a little squeeze, and started to walk away. I said, "I want a real hug." So he turned around, hugged me, and I held onto him for dear life.
Dear life.
Last night I had a dream that I saw Gramps, and I asked him for a hug. He just sort of looked at me, gave me a little squeeze, and started to walk away. I said, "I want a real hug." So he turned around, hugged me, and I held onto him for dear life.
Dear life.
