Santa Mediterranean1 min read
Dear Old Roommate,
I must say, I was a bit disheartened by your letter. I’d like to believe that I’ve rubbed off on you a little more than I apparently have.
I don’t mean to make it sound like I live life with reckless abandon. In fact, much of my life has been lived in semi-controlled restraint. I just feel like trepidation has never been my strong point… yet a scant sliver of it still lingers.
Perhaps, then, we both need to work on it…
That being said, we should probably start writing a musical soon.
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I hope you don’t think that my friends have caused stagnation in my life. No, sir, not the case at all.
My “friends” in the letter are my vices, “comfort” and “complacency”. I was addressing them as real people. (I’ve since rewritten the passage sans ambiguity)
My apologies for any sadness spewed your way. It was not intentional and not even true, as you are a Greek Fountain of inspiration for me.
(feel free to delete this comment if need be) =P