6 hrs before the 3rd race in your name, and although I'm grateful for all the showing of support, I'm listless. It's also the eve of OU/TX and normally we'd be pumped this morning, hanging, figuring out how to get inside Fair Park...
I'm tired of you not being here. It's so easy to say I miss you, but so hard for me and everyone else who knew you to understand why you're gone. It's why we made this race I guess.
But when I really reflect, it's helpless. I, helplessly, want you back. Cards of life suck sometimes...
I love you.
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