"So, tell me about yourself."
And so she did.
..............................................Texts are messages in a bottle, sent but never truly reciprocated--misunderstood feelings, confused intentions all made into a concoction of false community. Once sent away from shore she never knows if the paper will stay dry. If the bottle will stay confidential. If the cork will keep muted. If she will receive one in return. Will the chord get pulled, exposing her letter?
What is he trying to say?
"We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship." - C.S. Lewis
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