Lee,
You've seemed tired these days. Is something weighing on you? I wish you felt like you could talk to me. I wish I could bear any burden placed upon your shoulders. The world is too cruel to you when all you've ever shown is kindness.
I know you struggle to reach out to people close to you. So if you're struggling to speak the words out loud write them down. I've left the entire back blank so feel free to respond to me. You don't have to send it back, just think of it as a journal.
Write to me or yourself, it doesn't matter as long as you can clear away any shadows clinging to your heart.
Sincerely, Yours
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"Do Interior design majors get the code to the locker room next to my lab?" The countryside blurred outside of the car window. My fingers flexed nervously around my seatbelt strap. I'd found the third letter in the same place as the first.
