Dear T,
Sometimes typing out an email to you (unrelated to earlier post) makes me realize how ridiculous I sound. Like, thinking how you'd (or most any sane person) would react reading it. So I'm going to do my best to take a step back from the worries for now. And spare you the email. Because just picturing the look you might have on your face reading it is enough for me to realize how off the rails my fears are (nothing at all to do with you, incidentally). So unless they get much worse tonight, will just save this as a draft.

Love,
LT