Dear T, we've not had any contact for a month now. The rational voice says you are giving me some time and space, the critical voice says you're relieved not to have to deal with me. I miss talking to you. I hope that's a good enough reason to get in touch. Yet something is stopping me. Another week of your life I've missed out on. I will regret this self-imposed exile when you're no longer around and wish I hadn't stayed away.
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