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One year. Finite.
I started it saying hi to you. Sporadically I visit, sporadically I say hi. Overheard recently (along the lines of this): just because two people don’t talk anymore, it doesn’t mean they don’t care.
I end my year, dedicating it to you.
Twice half its length, you said to me.
I miss you tuapui.
PS - I don’t think the figure is about to jump by the way, don’t panic.
When you’re on autopilot, mistakes happen.
I think all of us were on autopilot that day, us drivers.
Turning the corner from Holland road to the small roads that lead us back home, in autopilot I switched lanes as normal and suddenly became very confused, as there were a set of headlights in front of me. I swerved back to the left lane and then heard a metal on metal crunching sound with lots of profanity. The on coming car had hit the car behind me.
Only three words for you.
One. Way. Street.
