Friday, December 25, 2009
The Hat
Sometimes the smallest most insignificant thing can bring me the most happiness. Today it was a hat. I would not have bought it for myself without a little encouragement. OK a little goading. But I do love a funny hat. Years from now it will remind me of a great day spent with a very dear friend watching movies that I wont remember. Most of the day will probably be lost in the overstuffed memory banks. But I will remember him. I will remember the love and I will remember the hat. Every time I put it on I will want to inexplicably howl with laughter and I will feel loved.
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