Dear Kristi,
Well it basically all started with me hating enya I think. I was at the crow’s nest and you were working, some god aweful enya (or enya-eske) music was playing and I could not take it. So I made a mixed cd right there on the spot. I recall at some point later you mentioning it, which meant you remembered, which made me terribly pleased with myself.
I have seen you out and about a few times, but as is becoming a theme here, we only speak when it is completely unavoidable. I don’t know if this is me, you, or a combination. But it’s the way it is and I as per usual accept it as is. I assume I will continue to see you about the town when I am out so that we might continue this time honored tradition.
As far as FB goes, well it is pretty much the same as in real life. I have had pretty little, if any contact with you through here, so I am sure this will go over just fine. If you happen to feel this summation of our interaction is inaccurate please feel free to correct me. My memory is as always a mess, and I am missing huge swaths of anecdotes from people on my periphery.
Today is a great day, but tomorrow will be too if we work at it.
Curt
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