althouse
Thursday, January 20, 2011
"When I look at her, I can see me. With that other lady..."
"... I would always be searching for stuff we had in common, but I had nothing in common with her... I'm so happy. At the same time, it's a funny feeling because everything's brand new. It's like being born again."
She was lost, but now she's found.
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