Re: postcard: castor & pollux.
[The card, and inside the envelope is a pair tickets, unused, to a Broadway rendition of Groundhog Day. The usual note is wrapped around the card inside an envelope.]
Pollux,
I have seen a sunrise like that once. On that road trip I mentioned. It was sitting on top of a car and no one else was awake. It was a real nice moment and one I hadn't thought about in awhile. So maybe that's the middle I'll meet you at? I don't know if I could deal with utopia, even for a day, but a moment? I'll take a utopian moment as often as I can get one.
Single as the day is long compadre, and it'll probably stay that way for awhile. [There's some words scribbled out after] I don't think you're doomed Pollux, I think you're trying to make it the same as anyone, and that's however you decide making it is. I'm glad to hear that you don't feel like you have to be in love to be happy. I like to think there's a whole lot more life has to offer, even if I'd like to think being in love probably does make it a little better. I still stand by the fact that you'll find it if you keep looking.
I think you've probably nailed it there, about people being ashamed of things they probably shouldn't be, but everyone has their reasons for things like that. Personally, I like that you're honest and I bet I'm not the only one. Nobody is everyone's cup of tea though, and all that plays into everything you're saying here. We're all different, we all have different feelings about different things. I'm sure you know all this, you seem like someone who's probably very good at thinking about things from perspectives other than your own. Is that because you're not used to being listened to?
Even if not, know that I'll listen. Anytime.
Seems like you're the one who knows what I was going to say. I wonder if it's that Zeus blood helping you see the future. None of those things are wrong though and parties? Parties aren't really my thing. Not anymore, but who knows. And why does no one like you after? I find it hard to believe I wouldn't, unless you gave me a damn good reason to. And for what it's worth? I'm pretty happy with who I am, at least more often than not.
But say you had to pick just one piece of fruit, which one would be your favorite. You don't have to name names, just tell me about the fruit you'd want to take most. Even if the reasons are selfish.
And I can't believe I forgot the damn dog. How do you forget the dog in a happy ending?
Do you think that's possible outside of not existing?
Welcoming as always, -C
P.S. It's not about who gets the hash marks at the start. P.P.S. Please frame those. I can't stand wasted art.