Mark as Spamzake: 07/30/2006 2:46 AM
Dear Sepi,
Allo from the future. It's not the future in the sense that you're in one year and I'm in another, but more along the line of temporal writing displacement. I can remember so long ago, so many years, relatively. When did I find you, or you find me? 2001? ish? Either way, it's so random in my head, so strange that we've all grown up. I no longer have the fortitude to find people on the interwebs like I used to, no one was a stranger when you knew just where they lived. But I'm certain you've won. You beat the end boss and graduated, yeah? Yeah. Everyone's off to graduate school or making ridiculous amounts of money, now, and I'm scared. Childlike, scared, like I'm not sure what's around the dark corner, but I know it's not good. Not right. I'm positive you made it around that bend, though. I'm off to brewmaster school (!!!) in January, that's the bend my life has take. How did you end up in NYC? I know too many people that end up scarred from that city, I hope you make it out unscathed.
