You’ve been on my mind a lot lately. (not that it’s anything new) I keep thinking about that camping trip we took with Randy. We took Stetson. It was such a good time. It seems like a strange memory to keep popping into my mind and I can’t help but wonder if it’s on your mind as well? I dreamt of you last night. You were much older and had a full head of grey hair. I still wanted you. Perhaps that was the meaning of the dream. Maybe I’ll always want you.

I’m so tired of your memory. I’m so exhausted mentally. When will you let me go?