Thank you so much for joining us.
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It's like I've woken up in bed and she's not here.
Because she's gone to the bathroom or something.
But somehow I just...
I just know she's never going to come back to bed.
If I could just...
reach over and touch her side of the bed...
I would know that it was cold.
But I can't.
I know I can't have her back.
But I don't want to wake up in the morning
thinking she's still here.
I don't want to add more.


I'm not willing to even try.



I wanted to wake her.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.


I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Well, that's the thing.
I have this condition.
Condition?
It's my memory.
So if I seem a little strange or rude or something,
I've told you this before, haven't I?