*sighhh*
today i visited sushi's grave. it was quite windy and clothes blew with the wind as i progressed through the thicket of grass towards the grave. the grave, where just a few days ago i could have said the mulch under a peach tree. but no longer. when i reached the grave i remembered all of the fun times me and him had together...i sat down on the earthen ground as tears welled in my eyes and gave my respect towards sushi and wondered what he would be doing, if only, he were alive at this very moment
love, the creepy old lady living under your house
p.s. i love the choice of music within this website--it really reminds me of the ups and downs of his life