Dear A,

I remember what day it is. Actually I never know if it’s today or tomorrow.

I haven’t been writing for a while and I want you to know that I’m fine. Are you fine?

I’m wondering if you missed those letters. I’m wondering if you’re glad they stopped coming, which means that I’m also wondering if you’re disgruntled that they appeared again, or if you’re indifferent.

I wonder if you started to dislike, or disapprove of me as a person because of them, or because I had the idea to write them. I hope that you didn't, but, of course, it’s your choice.

I wonder if they (those letters I mean) meant anything to you. I guess they did.

I’m curious about the meaning of your silence.