Perhaps I am avoiding them. But I've come to realize that a lot of the things I thought were very important simply aren't anymore. I know she is thinking of it... and I remember how I felt so long ago, seven years is a long time to change.
In seven years the Third Reich rose, and fell. I've been thinking about world war two a lot lately. I wonder what I would have done when faced with the draft, with the destruction, the rationing. I'm not sure I could have made it, I wonder how we could possibly forget the pain of our grandfather's.
I'm not sure what I'm saying anymore, I would like to give Alpine a try. I guess I hope she's willing to do the same.
