How are you?
I'm alright I guess, now that you ask. Better than alright. I feel a little silly writing to you like this, but since you monopolized so much of my time, thought, and affection for the last few years, I think it only fitting to acknowledge you every once and a while.
That's really it. I guess I miss you. Or maybe I just miss the idea of you?
I drove down rt 1 in the pouring rain today using just my knees. My hands were occupied [cell phone and cigarette.]
I hope you're well.