my darling ms. hallock:
it has been far too long, but all overdue pleasantries aside, i thought of you wednesday night. i was at a party in gettysburg. it was your typical end of semester event, hosted by a friend of mine who lives in the foreign TA house (fitting, as he’s french). anyway, i arrived a little late since worked that evening, and upon walking up the steps onto the front porch, i was astounded at who i saw before me. it was vedran. after 4.5 years spent wondering whatever became of this fellow, there he was.
we chatted, and i’m pretty sure he is now with a guy that i dated about 6 months ago who bored me, and who i consequently stopped talking to because i was too busy to actually face the demise of what could barely be called a relationship. the fact that vedran is now with this boy does not bother me. i wish them both happiness and luck, in fact. but what did become bothersome to me was the ‘small world’ feeling which slid down my throat with each sip of merlot. it’s like i’m trapped on an island, and i grew tired of the natives a long time ago. these are overused images, i know, and they are feeling shared by nearly everyone here, but there they are.
i thought of you. and that’s all i really wanted to say. i hope you are well. i miss you, sometimes. hopefully i’ll get out of pennsyltucky before too much longer. at least summer is finally here.