Write a letter. Just write. Write to the friend you used to be so close with and have since drifted apart from. Doesn't anyone realize how underused snail mail is these days? And yet it means so much more than anything that could be sent with the click of a mouse. Let's not be practical here. If you're going to be practical, then you have no reason to continue reading.
Write everything you've ever thought about that person. Take the letter, burn it up, shred it, and start over. Start over. Mail it. And find someone else to write to. Anyone that has ever affected you, tell them that. It doesn't matter. This is life, it doesn't last forever.
Who cares that it's not expected, it seems pointless and unnecessary. There doesn't seem to be a point to most of the things we waste our time with. But there is. There always is. There is a purpose to this.
Write a thank-you note for the things you never thanked anyone for. Even for the immaterial ones.
Just write.
Your words are more powerful than you think. And this is reality now.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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