I miss Charlene and her dreams so much.
Who knew I was going to marry an astronaut until she told me?
"I dreamt of us marrying an astronauts, you married a brown-haired one and I married a blond hair one."
"Angmoh! I thought you say you'll never marry an ang moh and I say I'd never marry?"
"I don't know! I dreamt of that! And they were both living in space and we were still very good friends."
"Live in space!?"
"Yep. And after they left for space, we played air netball and tennis with the Italians."
I love her to death.
I've made an exception of marrying:
I'll either and only marry my brown-haired astronaut or a saint.
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And my wedding qwith the astronauts MUST be held with Charlene's wedding to her blond-haired astronaut too.
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Kidding.
I won't marry.
Saints can't marry remember?
So much for St. Cherie, the Patron Saint of Lucky Stars.
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