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Saturday, August 30

Tactile friends

Peter and Samantha just left for Portland, OR. and I'm crying. As I was saying good-bye, Peter started to cry which, of course, made me well up more. I'm going to miss them. I know that they are a short plane ride away but it's further away than I like it.

I wish them all the luck in the world, I hope they are happier than they have ever been in Portland, but part of me wishes it wouldn't work out so they would come back.

I love you, two.

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