what happened is less important than what I learned.
I have no sensible words for how fond of you I am.
You belong in a better world that’s still being built. I see that world in my telescope, and I see you with the unaided eye, just out of reach, and each view validates the other. How much more beautiful could you be?
Your welts don’t frighten me. I’m not confused that they come and go.
I really hope that you find your five smooth stones. I wish I were near enough to share mine more often and more readily. I’m crazy about you.
I think this means my defenses have failed.
and the most important thing I learned is that I'm not asking anybody how to do this.
most of the remaining safeties have been disabled.
the handwritten version of this went into the mail on Wednesday, and I'm due to call on Saturday.