Not "____________ today."

Not "____________ last month."

Not "____________ in February."

Not "____________ almost a year ago."

But a year ago now.

And soon, two years.  Three, four, five, ten years ago.  Someday I will stop counting it in years.  

When I was in high school.  When I was eighteen.  When I was pretty young.  Etc.

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Also exactly a year... since we became friends.  "Flames to dust / Lovers to friends / Why do all good things come to an end?" says Nelly Furtado...  Lovers to friends, wow, if only that always happened.