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Eric wants our Christmas presents to each other to be a snowboarding/skiing trip. It does sound fun.
But God, I know that I will ruin it. I am such a baby that I would fall once and be ready to go home. I am just so scared of everything.
And he wouldn't have a good time, because of it.
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Sometimes it is strange, I can feel so close to people, and then I blink and I'm so damn far away.
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I worked for three hours last night and then Eric and I played racquetball for 45 minutes. It felt good. But then I got home and felt sick. So. Oh well. I'm glad he convinced me to go.
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Is there ever enough time?
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I love you, more than anything.