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October 13, 2003
Last night was warmth and bonfires. Pink Floyd's The Dark Side of the Moon. The Perfect Marshmallow, lightly toasted. Hugs. Break dancing. Cuddling. I laughed. The stars and the sky, both surreal. The moon over the edge of the treeline. The smoke blowing all night long. I couldn't breathe, and it was perfect. The funniest joke in the world, but I can't remember. Standing ovations. Walking over the flames. Kicking the embers. Sparks floated endlessly. Picking ashes out of their hair. Moderate temperatures. The rain had passed. Forget about what has happened. Forget about what's to come.

I love you.