I was thinking about this the other week whilst writing cards. I worked with a girl, when we were girls, who moved several hundred miles away before I had my first child 40 years ago.
We have exchanged cards since she moved, never any contact other than that and I wouldn’t know her if I fell over her. It seems ridiculous but I don’t want to just stop, her card is a constant in my life.
He never gives up being stupid.
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