And that’s a line that only the person this post is about would understand.
I’m sorry I make fun of your shorts
I’m sorry I burned you with hot chicken porridge when we were thirteen.
I’m sorry I traumatized you with my callousness *.*
Its been 12 years and counting, and over the years, we’ve drifted and then re-connected again, and I can’t start to say how glad I am we did. Thanks for the Cesky memories, (even Emerald Hill), and here’s to making so many more!
Oh how we have changed !