We're all just an our left from Emiel's birthday, and I'm here in my house feeling all sorry for myself. I know it's just plain stupid, but I really expected me to be the first person to wish him a happy birthday, and because of reasons you all know, I can't.
I did send him a nice postcard today, so that when he opens his mailbox tomorrow he'll know I have thought about him, but it's just not the same... I should have been there, and the thought of the fact that I've lost him comes alltogether close right now.
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