10/04/02
Missing Mya


I had a little dream. It wasn't even much of a dream, not having any of those surreal qualities that usually make up a dream. I simply dreamed that I remembered I hadn't written to Mya about my latest trip to Mackinac Island, so I was going to e-mail her and tell her all about how it went.

And then I woke up and cried.

(Note: The reason I cried was that Mya was an old friend of mine I have long lost touch with. This was my own fault, as we no longer had much in common so I stopped writing to her, but I often wish I knew where she is, how she's doing, and how to get in touch with her again. We used to have great fun playing on Mackinac Island, and I so miss those days when we would send each other long, silly letters. *sigh*)



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