Oct 3, 2006


my brother, my brother...i had the worst dream the other night. you had died, i think of cancer or something like that. I remember that I wanted to go ride my bike because that seemed like the only thing that could possibly make me happy. I rode to the market here in Fiji and couldn't find the streangth to get off my bike so I just leaned with it against the wall of the market.

I woke up right after that and for about ten minutes or so couldn't get myself out of bed because I was so sad. I finally realized that this was just a dream, but it still bummed my whole day out. I just wasn't myself.

I love you and miss you so much.
love little brother james...or as they call me out here, jemesa

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