cleaning out my study - rearranging to fit a set of drawers that i just bought. while putting away a stack of stationery, i ran across a set of letters from an old friend/boyfriend. read them all. still kinda sad that he found someone else and got married. why is it that happens to me? someone i think (and in some cases, everyone else too) is perfect turns around and marries someone else. guess i just keep trusting God on this one. he's got a plan that i don't know about.
mood: nostalgic
music: steve tyrell/standard time