As I was packing for two back-to-back trips tonight, I swear that you were there and I was about to say something to you and then I realized that you are not here. It's so freaky, Har.
I wish you were still here, girl. But, how you hated when I would leave you. I wish that I spent more time with you.
I love you!
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