[ She just shakes her head. And then she does what she always does to cope with things. She smiles. ]
It's here now, and it's just like I remember. If it isn't real, I should enjoy it while it's here. Who knows if I'll ever see it again. [ Protip: she won't. ] It's been so long. Too long. But even the flowers smell the same.
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Date: 2011-01-26 05:31 pm (UTC)It's here now, and it's just like I remember. If it isn't real, I should enjoy it while it's here. Who knows if I'll ever see it again. [ Protip: she won't. ] It's been so long. Too long. But even the flowers smell the same.