it's funny watching us. we're all still here, keeping tabs on each other via Internet posting. updated photo alerts, statuses for every moment of every day, accessible from mobile phones. wouldn't want anybody to miss anything, would you? wouldn't want anybody to miss every place you go,
every thought you think,
every think you thought,
every physical condition you've ever been in,
every time you're taking a shit. it's our business now. it's everyone's business.
(don't make it my business).
i wonder if it would be easier to send letters. to write them, with curves and curls of hand-writing, fold neatly and anticipate a reply.
wait by the window on a rainy day, you know? i miss you.