With kisses and promises to email, we part near the California border and you continue south.
Your emails are alternately sweet and hilarious and I discover that you are a natural writer. You discover that you have caught the travel bug. But it’s more than that.
“I’m getting very confused about what I should do,” you write. “I’m happier and more peaceful than I’ve ever been, doing what I’m doing right now, and I don’t want that feeling to stop.”
“You are pretty much the only reason that makes me want to ever come back.”
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