Sometimes I think I am writing to an imaginary person. And by sometimes I mean now. Yet I keep writing. Telling you what is happening to me is kind of a necessity. No, not kind of, I am completely depending on them to keep functioning. These letters are my lifeline. A fragile last thread. Thin like a fiber optic hair through which light travels, energy is transferred in both directions.
TCOTNK 2.2 Letters 7 and 8
TCOTNK 2.2 Letters 7 and 8
TCOTNK 2.2 Letters 7 and 8
Sometimes I think I am writing to an imaginary person. And by sometimes I mean now. Yet I keep writing. Telling you what is happening to me is kind of a necessity. No, not kind of, I am completely depending on them to keep functioning. These letters are my lifeline. A fragile last thread. Thin like a fiber optic hair through which light travels, energy is transferred in both directions.