MEComposing

I reserved myself a copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at National Bookstore. I also kidded my sister that I might not go to the cemetery that day, even if it would have been Py's 4th birthday. (of course, that's a joke ahehe... which in a weird way pulls at my heartstrings because Py knew Harry Potter, and the last book's title bodes of death... and I can go on and on with the associations)

Again, it is with sadness and excitement that I count the days.