I don't want to write about why I have been feeling so on edge lately
I don't want to revisit the memories of the last week and share them with the world
I don't want to write about how I haven't been able to eat well for the last week
or how sad, I am
or how frustrated, I am.
No. I won't do it. I can't.
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I hope the "spring" part of the title means something good—I mean, I hope you feel better soon. Or already.
I love you!
Ha, ha, ha! That made perfect sense. And we need to play, like on Saturday. And you need your pan back.
I enjoyed the brownies immensely, and I felt a little bad that you couldn't see how much I enjoyed them, but then maybe it's good that no one sees exactly how happy brownies can make me. It's kinda a private thing, y'know?
I think I get ATP-ese most of the time, but does it follow that you understand Bethlish?
You can always PM me....
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