Dear T: I can't wait to see you. Except that i don't know what to talk about. I will be too ashamed and look like a complete idiot as always. I will also be late as the last thing I want to do is ring at your door while the previous client is still there.
I wish you could read my mind. I'm suffering so much and am unable to express it, so I'll just talk about something nice like the cool new job. I really like it when you are happy and I'm not a burden.

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