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I met Louise in The Pit tonight. I was so nervous. I've been penpal friends with her for over 10 years. She has the last ten years of my life documented in letters in every exciting and tedious detail. Everything that has happened, everyone that I have been involved with in friendships and relationships she knows about. All my angst, all my joy, all my deepest thoughts, she's read about it all. She probably knows more about me than anyone in my life in a lot of ways. We met through some Kerrang! penpals advertisement when we were 15 and clicked instantly and have written at best every two weeks and at worst once a month ever since. We've only actually met in person a handful of times and we have never spent an entire evening one on one together. It was quite daunting. She said she was nervous. It was like meeting a total stranger, yet somebody who is one of my best friends. I knew deep down it would be fine though. She's lovely, easy to talk to, and acts exactly how I imagine her to. I sort of had an idea of already through briefly meeting her before a few times though. We've a lot in common and of course we reminisced about things we've written about over the years, as well as talking about a whole load of other stuff. How bizarre that it was like making a new friend yet consolidating a special closeness that was cemented a long time ago. I can't really think of a more confusing and strange scenario. Is the person I write to really the same as that person I met tonight? How can you know someone so well and so much about them yet be a stranger to them in person? Anyway, Louise is fantastic. I always knew she was. I'll be seeing her again soon.