It's been a while, huh?
I guess life gets in the way of life sometimes or, you know, something metaphorical and deep that I can't be bothered to think of right now, because it is 1:54 in the morning and I probably should get to sleep.
...But as you well know, I have a tendency to not be able to sleep sometimes. Most especially during times when I need to talk to you.
Hence, this letter.
For the most part, I think that I've been pretty ok with everything. I have and always will be the bounce-backing kind. I've been hugely successful in trying to let things go, but I realize that there will be days when some things and some people who will push you over the edge.
I have a slight tendency to be obsessive and oh how I wish you were like me. That you would actually have the urge to find, search, discover and know, without a shadow of a doubt, that this letter is for you. I also hope that when you read this you will be filled with so much grief that you won't be able to function for the rest of the day, week, month, and quite possibly your lifetime, which I'm sure won't be that long anymore, anyway.
You are a sad excuse for a person. ...And that self-made pedestal that you so relish to be on will crumble any second now.
