Story | Four

It had been four years since I first started architecture school which brought me here.

It had been four seasons since our first encounter.

It had been four months since I last met you.

It had been four weeks since I last received your contact.

It had been four days since I found myself wondering about the future.

It had been four hours since I last saw something that reminded me of you.

It had been four minutes since I last told myself to stay strong.

It had been four seconds since I last though of you.

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What is next?


2009/04/24