And your Uffizis hurt. We don’t see each other anymore, adventures or otherwise. You’ve started your own company and are happy with a lovely girl, and I’m married to the man of my dreams. I know too much water has drifted, rushed, and roared under the bridge for us to be close anymore, but I just wanted you to know that I think of you, sometimes. I hope you are well – happy – thriving. I wish all the best things for you, where ever you are, whatever you’re doing.
with love always. — Anonymous
This article appears in Mar 14-20, 2013.