i looked at the very long email that i typed one month ago, but not sent. so much truth in there, but i never had the courage to spill it out.

i added a few more paragraphs to it. the feelings that i have accumulated over in the last month. glancing at it once more. i clicked… the save button.

i don’t know the consequences of sending it. i do not want to try. chicken is me. some other day, maybe.



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