room to move
August 24th, 2005
view from our flat by kaisa the flatmate.
Dear R.
Thank you for yesterday. Notice how we’ve become like one of those old friends who meet so seldom they go over everything that’s happened in a year in two hours and then the third hour is a bit of struggling for things to say. (In a good way.) Thank you for listening and thank you for caring. You haven’t grown up so bad after all.. Thank you for believing in my talent. Thank you for letting me go.
Emma