I think about you a lot, and I'm sorry I haven't taken the time to write you down lately. Sometimes I trick myself into believing it's more poetic to keep you in my head, drafting and revising from there, but then a few days go by and I forget your intricacies. You do tend to show up at inopportune moments, though: as I fall asleep, while I drive in rush hour traffic, in the checkout line at the grocery store...so maybe we're both at fault here. Regardless, I promise to do something with you tomorrow, just you and me. And maybe coffee.
Sincerely,
Rachel
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