P. S. I Miss You

Portland OR

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I think about you. I try not to, but here I am doing it anyway. I miss the way you could talk me through most any situation and reason with the unreasonable fears. They're creeping up on me tonight. I wonder how my fogman alchemist is, and if he thinks of me from time to time. How fast did the house sell? Did Victoria The Crow and her whistle get introduced to the new tenants? Do you continue to wade your way through the 10,000 things, chopping wood and carrying water as you go? Thank you for Silent Disco and holding on to me through the greater experiences. Thank you for catching leafs as they fell on us out at Scott's Mills. Thank you for meeting my people and for appreciating them. I miss you, PS.