I still miss your hugs.

I keep dreaming about Anna. Anyone else? It's almost 3 yrs. and I feel like it's only now hitting me fully. Like someone said then: I'd have sooner believed she'd have a Nobel Peace Prize by now than this. I miss her and I thank her for constantly reminding me to be grateful. It just makes no sense at all.

I keep reading about the new production of "Hair" and thinking that I'd drag her to go with me so we could relive our nights watching the movie at my apt. Maybe we should rally a group and go?

Times are tough for everybody but every time I catch myself complaining, I think what she'd tell me: "Suck it up boy." And then I think that it's a luxury to even have tough times. I wish she hadn't taught me that. But she did. I love you Anna and I know it's so selfish- but I could use one of your amazing full-bosomed hugs.