Don't you remember the little things? How I take my coffee, or that I know every single word to the John Mayer album I got for Christmas? That I don't like spiders, I read extensively (anything and everything), and I keep running out of room on my iPod?
Remember how I paint when I'm sad, and sing when I'm not? That I want to see New York, and Paris, but by myself, because thats when I appreciate things best?
No? Well, I'll have to remind you.
Hello, I'm Kathleen.