August 10, 2016
I feel like I'm shooting blanks. Not really saying anything with all these things I've been addressing to you. So might as well stop now and write about something else. You know that thing about wordless goodbyes being the realest kind of goodbye? There are some people we spend days saying goodbye to, knowing somehow that we'll see them again. Whatever's the opposite of that is what I feel now. I know there'd been protracted goodbyes between the two of us and then there was silence, and I know now that's all it's ever going to be. It's freeing, this.