October 11, 2004
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Good Friends
It’s almost creepy to me how my good friends have an uncanny way of thinking of me at the same time I’m thinking of them. Just the other day, I was thinking how much I’d like to send a new CD mix to an old friend. So it was weird that I get a letter from her two days later.
Do I believe in telepathy? Naah.
I do believe that some good things are just meant to be.
Ow! Get off my hand!
