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12*23*01

This was no dream

I heard the ringing in a distance through muffled dreams and sleepy thoughts. My action received the call. A look at the clock: 8:00 AM. Who in their right mind would be calling me at 8 o'clock?

My head was too fogged to realize the voice on the other end was something so familiar. But I awoke right away when I knew who it was, a call from TX that I had not anticipated until at least four weeks from now. He asked of Kristine and Annelise, he asked about who had his address, etc. A bunch of I miss you's and a bunch of I love you's all wrapped into a near 5 minute conversation.

I haven't mentioned that I miss him greatly since around the time he left.



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