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About danarose

Textbook ENFP, if you're into that stuff (I am SO into that stuff). I love mountains and the ocean and my largest ambition in life is getting all of the people I love to live on the same block, to cook dinner, and talk with them every night.

letter fifty three

Hey Love, I suppose I could talk about the time we had with God, but the three of us haven’t really seen eye to eye single to the glory for quite a while. Maybe it’s double vision. I suppose I … Continue reading

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letter fifty two

To: Love (Cupid, Amor, Many Splendored Thing, Aphrodite, The Moon Hitting Your Eye Like a Big Pizza Pie, etc.) From: M. H. Subject: Stalking must stop! Love, You’ve got to quit stalking me. Don’t think I don’t notice, because I … Continue reading

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letter fifty one

Love, I need to talk to you. I know we’re friends now, but I’m still rather bitter about the past, and I think the past is mad at me too.  It keeps giving me problems and reminding me that you … Continue reading

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letter fifty

Dear Love, I’ve used you in many a context, as a noun, as a verb, and in foreign languages. But only once have I found that you were the right word, and only once have I felt that you are … Continue reading

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letter forty nine

Dear Love, I appreciate your admiration of Plato. After all, it’s your platonic variation that’s been sustaining me for the past two or so decades. I’ve had a couple of chance encounters with your flighty touch-and-go romantic iteration, but it’s … Continue reading

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letter forty eight

To Love: I have wanted to write you for a long time, but there were too many things to say and you caused me too many heartaches and I didn’t have the time. But now I am so angry at … Continue reading

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letter forty seven

I read my aunt’s biography last night.  When Louise was a young girl, her parents divorced.  Her mom just couldn’t take care of her, and so she was sent to a Catholic orphanage for about five years.  I always wondered … Continue reading

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