Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Three Hundred and Sixty-Eight

Dear Callumz,

I'm sitting alone in the library. I'm in the corner at a big round table with eight seats at it. They're all empty except mine. The computers next to me are unoccupied too. The fan above my head is spinning wildly, making the red and white laminated posters across from me protest.

I can see the two lime green armchairs across from me, and the librarian's long, C-shaped desk; and shelves upon shelves of books around every wall.

I don't really know why I'm describing all this, though, when I can see something that's so much more important. The little blue Skype icon on my task bar is glowing, and whenever I click to open it, I see the most handsome, aesthetically pleasing face I have ever seen on a man in my life- yours.

Love always,
Kaiteh.

1 comment:

  1. Dear Kaiteh,

    I'm imagining what red and white posters would protest about. I assume they don't want pink posters to be hung up, because that would be too much PDA for them, and it would make the red and white posters uncomfortable.

    It's also kinda strange that when I press the send button, my message flies through the interwebz, and causes some pixels to change colour right beside my kaiteh. I can make things happen over where you are... I like that feeling. It makes me feel closer to the most beautiful girl in the world...my girlfriend...;D

    Love always,
    Callumz.

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