WHERE[FORE] ART THOU JULIET?


Dear Julia,

I was planning to take a nasty photo of my tongue stuck out at you (for not sparing me a line for so long) and then to send it.. when I found out* you were on a road trip someplace in the Canadian wilderness. As much as I hate being reasonable, the only course of action here was (and still is) to wait patiently with fingers crossed and nails bitten to the bone. If I recall, there were words to be said and actions to be taken between the other two of you. When you’re finally able to use the word through after be in the first person singular, let me know.

Footnotes & Asterisks:

* On the off-chance that you’re dying to know where I got this valuable piece of knowledge from: the key proper noun is Roads Left. Feel obliged to thank your lucky badasstard for making good use of his uncommon sense, thus saving one of your friend-ships from sinking. By the way, it was tickling pleasure to see the word left in bold and in focus.. Being a hapless leftie, I greatly appreciate all signs of social acceptance.

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Truth is a matter of the imagination.

U.K.L.
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