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i wish that when i spend some moments thinking of someone, remember them in great detail, that there was any socially acceptable, or at least not problematic, way to communicate that to them. there isn't, though, unless i want to be that person who sends those sorts of emails. for me it always comes down to this lonely realization that my memories and ideas about someone from Before are about my selfish perception, my experience, my mine my. i wish i was younger, when i felt that those things were still shared, still mutually meaningful. which isn't to say i don't think you think about me, i just know what you're thinking has got nothing to do with what i'm thinking.
I PROMISE THIS IS NOT A MESSAGE TO ANYONE so stop it. i was just going through old letters accidentally.
