I miss everything that could have ever caused nostalgia in my life. The beginning of winter always smells like the past, because it is not a common time of year in the tropics. We never remember what is here all the time. We always remember what is lost. So the light is funny, the darkness at seven oclock is funny, the smells are funny. Wearing jumpers is funny. I desperately wish someone would miss me, and call. But I have never given anyone the chance to want to miss me.
Flowers stain your clothes because it's the only thing they can leave behind. I wish I could say sorry to all the flowers that everyone picked. My friend once told me that he watched a boy kick a tree and then get hurt by a branch shortly after. So he began to say sorry every time he hurt nature. He told me that once he wanted to wrap a book up as a present for a friend, and couldn't find any paper. So he took a big leaf and used it to wrap up the book. And he apologised to the tree. He is a really smart guy.
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