Aug. 21st, 2007

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Dear 1, You’re the worst thing that ever happened to me. Too bad I will never be able to say this to you.

Dear 2, I don’t know what to say other than I’m sorry. I really don’t. I don’t know how to explain myself better than I all ready have.

Dear 3, If you hadn’t been there, my summer would have been dramatically different. I know I can say that about almost anyone who was there, but really? You kept me from leaving at least once, and I learned so very much from you. Thanks for being my friend.

Dear 4, You’re never going to read this and that’s good, because I’d never be able to actually tell you how flamy you were the last time I saw you. I doubt you’ll ever switch teams, but it cracked me up.

Dear 5, You and I have more contradictory feelings on “the issues” than almost anyone I’ve ever met, and from what I’ve heard, you’re next to convinced that I’m going to hell. Thanks for never saying that to me. Thanks for respecting me. Thanks for being nice to me, even. It completely shocked me. If no one had told me that you felt weird about a lesbian working at camp, I wouldn’t have ever guessed. Thank you for showing me that the Christian right isn’t comprised completely of terrible people.

Dear 6, ...yep. I got nothing.


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