Philosophical

'How long has it been since someone touched part of you other than your body?' -Terri Guillemets

After Eleanor’s death so much changed around me. But my group -in essence- remained the same, bar one thing: our death letters;
You'll find someone’s in a box shoved in the back of a wardrobe labelled 'key rings'
You'll find someone else’s in the memo section of a blackberry phone,
And you'll find mine in a white envelop, hidden in an old universal thesaurus.
Oddly enough, none of us told each other to write the letters, we just did it. Looking though the blackberry a couple of weeks ago, I found mine; 'zahra, I'm so sorry for leaving you, if I could have given you my strength, I would have...'

So in answer to Guillemets question: a couple of weeks ago in a business studies lesson.



How about you?