Dear Cara,
My it’s been a while. I think the last time I actually spoke to you in person was at the international terminal at O’hare. I kind of froze when I saw you, it was kind of like seeing a mirage. I though what are the chances I would run into a kzoo person here? I was picking up a friend and I think you were heading out. There were words involved but I think both of us just did our best “English gentry” impersonation and then parted company.
I remember meeting you in context to Anders. I think you two might have been dating, but I could be mistaken. It was weird that someone besides Matt in that house was seeing someone, and I remember it being a curiosity to me. It also turned out you knew a few other people I did, but pretty much every interaction we have had has been through the conduit of another mutual friend.
I have kept you on my friends list all this time because you are a strange bird. Its not anything specific that you do, but more about how you seem to do things in general. I always got the feeling that you were disconnected from the world around you as much as I am, but somehow you pull it off and end up seeming more interesting than eccentric, eccentric being the nice word for crazy, but not homeless crazy.
I will miss your rather infrequent news updates, and being that you are now in some other state and married, this may indeed be the little death that preceeds the big one as friendships go. I hope, maybe somehow I will see you in the airport again, or the café, or maybe on the street haggling at a garage sale. In anycase your presence will be missed.
Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,
Curt
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