I have sat coincidentally next to two old folks, a golden couple, in the last two weeks, and thought how we'd see less and less of people growing old together. I still feel they're the luckiest of people, I often find myself envious. How beautiful it'd be to grow old together with someone you love.
Monday, December 30, 2013
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