not coming. A day such as this, had never happened before.For the last 520 Fridays, every week, without a miss, a letter would always come through for you.
Today was different.It was as if it was trying to get me to notice the silence. The quiet.I’m sitting here just waiting to write.Maybe this is what was needed today.You see, the only reason I have had the courage to write this letter for the last ten years, was because I never thought I was the one writing it.I was just the transcriber.
It was God. The universe. The energy. The force.Everything but me. And today after 520 Fridays the letter didn’t show up.I was left here alone, sitting.
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