Am I the only one who comes back to this site visiting passed virtual friends pages as though their graves wanting to leave comments like floral offerings
Am I the only one who thinks of nerses at odd moments like it's my neurosis
It's odd how the caricatures from this site have sort of burned onto my mind forgotten for streaches of time but then surface in hayzy nostalgia.
Kisses and warm wishes for this new year
Here is a comment for you.
It is not as lovely as a flower, but I always found flowers to be rather gaudy anyhow, especially at graves. Graves are for black and white photography and carrion birds.
I hope your nostalgia comes back again and you find this comment someday. I remember you as a vague and hazy piece of my past, someone whose words I felt deep down when I read them.
<3