The first time I saw you, I thought you looked like Dana Delaney. I just looked at her on imdb and realized that the resemblance isn't as strong as I thought. At the time, I thought it was a good thing, complimentary even, but when I happened to mention it out loud, you seemed disappointed. Who did you want to look like?
The summer after I met you at UT, I was working at camp, and you sent me a letter. It arrived one day in a pink envelope, written on pink stationary in loopy girly handwriting. I don't even remember what it said, only that it made my day. Getting a letter in a pink envelope is much more exciting than any email could ever be.
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