thank you for comforting me after my grandfather died.
thank you for giving my something to look forward to after spending a week in the cancer ward in Indiana, watching my grandfather slowly die. when my mom and i drove back from the visit, i listened to the postal service's give up album about 200 times. i remember the moment i got back from that trip and you were waiting at my apartment. on my couch. i remember how i felt good for the first time in weeks. i will always cherish those feelings and thank you for your kindness.
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