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I am tempted to ask questions that need no answers.

The how-are-yous are easily carried away by the wind, the sheepish but inquiring smiles courteous enough to be dismissed with a mere wave of the hand.

This week I have dreamed about cake and my teeth falling out, and those seemed more real than what we have had all this while.

But today’s brilliant blue skies and cotton white clouds almost drove home the point that we live in the now; every day a new dawn worthy of a song.

So it may all sound a little silly, as I am wont to do, but I have no one to sit down and talk about the weather over a cup of coffee with.

I wish I could believe in all that as much as you do.

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