I wrote this letter by hand and mailed it out to you. But I also typed it out so you can read it now.
This cannot wait!
You don’t have to read the mailed letter when it arrives. In fact, you may not be able to.
The handwriting indecipherable. The style bizarre. The spelling shaky.
I’m worried about you.
And I just want you to see it in the crooked lines, the undotted I’s, the uncrossed T’s, the unclosed O’s.
I’m sorry for not writing you in 5 months. I know you concluded it to me being “busy.” Remember when I took my 1st hiatus from writing you and I said I would always have time for you? Well, it’s true! Please don’t be upset with me when I say this, but these past 5 months have been deliberate. *flinch* Please don’t hurt me! Please! I know you’re gonna blame me for your transgressions since October. Trust me, you don’t know how many times I wanted to step in and save you from a possible demise. We are one, you know.
I cannot take it anymore!
And this is really the gist of this letter. You just needed to read my words again. To know I still care about you. That I, the future you, is still burning bright.
You are bleeding. Leaking. I need to patch your wounds up. There is no coincidence about you falling apart in my absence.
I’ve read old letters and feel like I know what the disconnect is. Majority of them are more bread than meat. That’s why subsequent ones will be of actionable intelligence. Like in a list style. Steps to executing the ideas and thus bringing us closer. The 1st of these is titled How To Gradually Live Without Your Phone. You will notice these new letters to have a more personal tone as I will write them by hand first.
Paper and pen is doing it with love 🙂
P.S. No matter if it’s 10 or a thousand words, I will write you. Sometimes I get caught up in length being quality. Well, no more! Shorter letters will also allow me to write you more. Another thing I get caught up in is writing for a broader audience when the letters say DEAR HAR-OLD. Make no mistake about it, you are my biggest reader. I do not care for their “likes” and comments. For now on, there won’t be guesses to who I’m writing for.