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I think about you from time to time. I figure you're plenty smart enough to be living a good life, and hopefully it suits you. I'm here at the bottom of the barrel, scared and troubled. I am thinking a lot about all my loved ones I have lost along the way, and how sad and short life is. It's beautiful, too, though. I guess it all depends.
You look at the sunlight, and there it is. And then again it's a wash of all this information.
I don't take it for granted, but somehow I've got to survive.
Hope all is well.
I think it was a little too heavy handed over a letter. Just to be fair. I think about you all the time. I don't know what to say. Hope all is well.