You may not think it, but she's still there. I don't really know how I can tell, but I feel it. We all change, that's what life is about. Adapting to constant change. I'm still the same deep down, but I don't laugh as much nor as hard near as much any more. And why would I? I have no one to play tortilla frisbee with, go for long aimless drives with, or get chocolate milkshakes at midnight! :D

Maybe I did know a different Dama. The thing is I don't think so. Time does not figure into that equation for me. "Dama" is not some far off idea, not some distant doppelganger. If I put some effort into it, I can almost hear your laugh. Perhaps you should try to laugh like that more often. I know I should as well. ;)

Tortillas can be cheap entertainment. And they're bio-degradable!