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letter nine: the best of me - by sha

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i wonder if writing to me is the opposite of feeling

Dearest friend, Why am I never at my best when I sit down to write to you? Recently, I’ve wondered if I only ever write when I’m unhappy, and so far, including this letter right here, I haven’t found evidence to prove that thought wrong. I have a few journal entries from high school of days I wanted to immortalize in writing somehow, but even those are tinged by melancholy of some degree, this awareness that in writing about a happy memory which at that point had only been a memory for a few hours at most, I was already acknowledging that a memory was all it was. Over. Done. Only to be…

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