I'm glad I made the trip to the airport today.
Despite the multitude of unease and unfamiliarity.
I always believe that in whatever I do, I must have no regrets.
I'm glad I did what I didn't do the last time, and satisfied my hearts' desire.
You are the honey topping on my childhood days, the strawberry on my cake.
Feels like the last time I'm seeing you in person and so you sum up my childhood days.
Sunday, December 25, 2005
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