Quote Of The Week

Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little. That is to say, you must think of them for a while, a good while, every day several times a day, until they sink forever in the mud.
SAMUEL BECKETT, THE EXPELLED

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Dearest Elaine,

Do you remember when we went to England?
When we basked ourselves under the sunlight in the middle of breezy London afternoon?
When we ate fish and chips together on our way to Manchester?
When you insisted to meet the Queen?
When you almost drained all of our savings in every shops?
When we kissed under London Eye?
When we missed our train to Paris?
When you got fascinated by numerous of books in The British Library?
When I kissed your pout after you got soaked because of the unexpected rain?
When you squealed after I bought you a necklace that you wanted?
When I screamed 'I love you' and you screamed back?
Do you remember when we went to England for our honeymoon?


Happy 20th Anniversary,
Daniel