Dear You,
I’ve been thinking through some things (always a dangerous preface to any letter) and found myself thinking about you, and our interactions, and last Friday evening. I have come to the realization that I must be sending you no fewer than a thousand and one mixed signals. So sorry about that. I hope to give you some clarification in this letter. As my verbal communication skills are subpar at best (and Neanderthalic at worst), the written word feels so much more comfortable for me. That said, the letter you hold in your hands retains my honest thoughts and I hope that you do not mind my rather unorthodox (and let’s face it: outdated) methods.
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