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Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Dear Wizard of the Strings,

I have a feeling I'm about to start enjoying your company more than the others.

Cobalt and I hardly talk at all anymore. Burgundy interacts with me, but of course we can't hang out or anything. The other Wizard is similarly occupied, in addition to the fact that he's become a supreme jerk incredibly sarcastic to me.

And then there's you.

In the circle of all of them, you and I are the only ones who aren't glued to a significant other. Yes, I have one, but he's not around when I'm with this particular clan. So I have no one to drink Arnold Palmers and stand around discussing obscure music with.

Thank goodness you're still around to do those things.

And don't worry. You'll find someone. People like you always do.


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