At 5:15 AM on April 14, 1998 my father passed away.
At 5:15 AM on April 14, 2012 I woke up with a start, unlocked the door to my Juliet balcony and sat to watch the sunrise. Isn't it a bit strange that these things can sometimes happen, seemingly without any reason? I sometimes wish I could escape the city, as beautiful as she is.
Byron cooked me a delicious, heart warming creamy chicken and vegetable gluten-free pasta after an aimless day in the office. Sometimes I soul-search at unexpected times.
I think I've squeezed as much out of this city as I possibly could at this point in my life
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