Hello dear one.
Yes it’s me.
It HAS been a long time. Yes.
I haven’t been anywhere, really. Just away.
I DO love you.
I do.
No.
No.
Maybe.
I don’t know.
Well, that’s the $100,000 question, isn’t it?
Trust me. You’ll be the first to know.
But enough about me. You’re looking good.
I DID notice the haircut. Yes.
Hey hey hey. It will grow back. It always does.
Yes I see some new things. Some new lines on your face. New tracks in your heart.
Um, I guess you seem a little harder to me underfoot? A little rockier? Maybe a little defensive?
It’s just an impression.
Probably just me then.
Your voice is the same as always. Gets me like it always did. The animal sounds, the wind, the creaking, the crickets. Music to my ears.
Yeah.
Me too.
No. As a matter of fact, I never DID get over you. And I never will. I know that now.
How? I just walked in, that’s how.
Because I never gave my key back, and I’m not going to. I’m keeping it.
Well they can just change the locks then if they want to.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Yeah that was me. It tickled? I was writing George’s name on his rock again. I figured I’m the only one left who remembers which one it is. Hope you don’t mind. Also I propped up a brocken Mountain Laurel branch with chunk of wood I found near the shed.
Because that’s what I always used to do here I guess. Old habits die hard.
Maaaaaybe.
I might just do that.
Oh I totally agree. We’ll need to take this slowly.
