Maybe that old house inspired me, but I wrote a full fledged letter last night. (Ok, I typed it, but it will be sent snail mail today). In one sense it was the cowards way out, in another it felt like the more "real" thing to do. Sure I could have spoken to him on the phone, but a "Dear John Letter" is supposed to be a letter, right? (I did watch a cute movie last night with Alan Alda and Matthew Broderick where MB gets a Dear John video tho!) Who knows, maybe it will get stuck in a drawer and in many, many years someone will read it and feel a connection to our time...or, maybe it will be shredded (think of all the lost letters!) or burnt as a cleansing ritual...whatever it's resting place, I know I have said what I needed to say.
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