Three Eleven

Minneapolis MN

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I tried to get ahold of you some years back, but you’d already changed your number. I honestly don’t blame you. I wish I’d reached out sooner because I wanted to see if you’d be open to talking. Maybe you are? Maybe the internet completely burned you out and you don’t even look at these anymore. Being the idiot I was then, I began to over play my hand. Spoiler: I haven’t done “better.” In reality I was entirely beneath your consideration. I never was capable of offering an real support. At times, even kindness. It’s understandable that you didn’t tell me more about things. You cut me slack, and then I cut you off. One of the things I miss most about you is your laugh. That and watching horror movies (I just did a Friday the 13thathon for old times sake). I also miss how genuinely straightforward and kind you were. That’s really rare. You just had a busted compass when it came to men. Anyway, I miss you, and Happy new year.