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I used to write letters to people all the time. I had a next door neighbor one time who asked me to write to him because he loved my letters so much. I have entered into the consciousness of many people you'd never expect to take note because of my letters. Still I almost never write them anymore. I almost never use the telephone anymore. I converse with people in my head. It is usually a shock to me that they haven't heard any of it whenever I get the chance to see them face-to-face, that my love is so deep that my cells do all the relating and they don't seem to be able to know.
One person knows. That's who will be receiving the letter I wrote today.
There was no premeditation. I didn't know I was going to do it the moment before I did it, and I was throwing on a sweater that is about the size of a circus tent to fly to the post office with it before today's truck left. I made it with about forty seconds to spare. They were literally knotting the sack to heft out to the truck when I waved them down to get it in. From start to finish there was no calculation at all, no me doing it. It's on its way.
You just have to grasp that you haven't honestly got part of a clue how much I love you.
10 April 2009
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