I no longer have the items that remind me of the times I've spent with Jill.
My jacket, my jeans, my scarf, my shoes.

But today, I made new memories with Jill, in a different outfit. Perhaps this time, I should keep the items. Although today's memories are not as dear to me as the previous, I do not mean to sound ungrateful. Good things usually only happened, rather than happen. It takes time to realize that.

Today was a good day. Thank you, Jill. Thank you for your time. It was more than I ever could have asked for.