He Remembered Me

January 16th, 2010 No Comments

My friend just came from China and has brought me a lot of presents from his hometown which includes a small scented bag that help me get away with insomnia. It has a distinctive smell that I neither find offensive nor pleasing. If only I had the best sleeping pills that could help me with my sleeping problems, then I wouldn’t have to bear with that little bag he gave me. Nevertheless, I am still thankful for the thought that he remembered me while he was home.

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