I had a beautiful dream about Brian last night. We were writing poetry - and randomly passing each other on staircases. In Brian's poem, someone's eyes were like Crown Royal. I guess you know who you are!
Brian told me (as he often did) to forget my little problems and work on my writing. He said to tie ribbons around my words. I will, bro.
Giving thanks.
Anna
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