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Driving around the metro mindlessly going through stoplights and traffic and intersections. We said we didn't really accomplish much work - just a single package claimed and delivered amidst the 7-hour drive- but the endless laughter until we were on tears, the teasing, the pinching and tickling til one gets hurt were enough to brighten my day. And not to mention that stolen kiss and interlocking of fingers -it was a moment but I knew we wanted it- that made my day into a blur of coloured swirls and sparkles and magic. You are always loved, Anne. I am just and still here waiting. :) Yours and always yours, Mims "And 7-hours through the traffic - through endless stoplights, intersections and cop chases - there was a stolen kiss... And the whole metro blurred into a swirl of red lights and car horns and whispered wishes that the stoplight would never turn go." :)
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 9:29 AM UTC
Passenger Seat. Letters to Anne 11/29/2013
Driving around the metro mindlessly going through stoplights and traffic and intersections. We said we didn't really accomplish much work - just a single package claimed and delivered amidst the 7-hour drive- but the endless laughter until we were on tears, the teasing, the pinching and tickling til one gets hurt were enough to brighten my day. And not to mention that stolen kiss and interlocking of fingers -it was a moment but I knew we wanted it- that made my day into a blur of coloured swirls and sparkles and magic. You are always loved, Anne. I am just and still here waiting. :) Yours and always yours, Mims "And 7-hours through the traffic - through endless stoplights, intersections and cop chases - there was a stolen kiss... And the whole metro blurred into a swirl of red lights and car horns and whispered wishes that the stoplight would never turn go." :)
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 9:29 AM UTC
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