Wiggle Iggle Friday

Oh this one brings back some great memories... Ones about this sweet little Brit Boy named Paul I was mad about in my early twenties. We had a deep mutual love for music, particularly The Cure. I remember these great packages we used to send each other. Our latest mixed CD's, some random food or drink native to our country, and some sickenly sweet letters. It was such a sweet little relationship and I wish like hell that we hadn't lost touch. He was this beautifully uncomplicated friend (maybe that's why a romantic relationship would have never worked) I really hope that his life has gone as well for him as it has for me.