where DDR was played with a torso sized hole in the bathroom. she'll remember if she reads this.
she's one of those people i lost contact with for no good reason and just was never able to find my way back to. i still think about her from time to time and hope she's well, despite that friendship going silent decades ago.
so if you're out there, and you somehow read this, i'll understand if you don't want to make contact. you had a reason for disappearing to begin with. but if you're here...