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I feel as though I’ve been unusually reminiscent lately. It could be because it’s about that time of Joseph’s death anniversary. It’s funny how these things just happen unconsciously. These past few days on my drive home, I’ve caught myself thinking of a fond memory from college – but not of Joseph, because we didn’t…
People can change so much… My best friend is no longer the innocent “older brother”. HE GETS HIGH NOW?! WHO ARE YOU. I’m in shock and awe. Things can change so much when we become adults.