I still remembered that sunny afternoon at slee lot.
The wind was chilly, but my faith was so steady. There were only a couple of days to our re-meeting. I cound't stop the smile keep poping out on my face. But the parking lot was still so empty.
Nate said he's always confused with the names of those parking lots. They should be called "close, far, very far" instead of their real names. I can't remember what he said about that furthest special event. But i called the closer one "somewhere in between."
slee.
That's the distance between us. Today you just moved your car to Baird. I take this as a good news.
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way hell out of there
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