So there i set, reading my book and drinking my coffe. In she came, know not where to sit.
She set right at my table, asking if it was ok. We started talking about her cards, and how she got into handeling them. After several plays and many stears, and the week of fortude and death, she simply said that "The hardest thing in life is to letting go of someone you love, and realizing that they don’t love you".
How true her words were. How much i needed to hear that.
And so it’s done. That one final push i needed.
Goodbye! Till tomorrow.