I should start a diary.
Every entry would begin; "This is what I would tell you today."
I would write it in a way so that I kept the recipient in mind, as if it was a conversation, or a monologue.
And who are "you"? One and many. Known and unknown. Named and unnamed. Flesh and concept. One day I imagine you might become one, and known, and named. But maybe not. For now, you're all these things, and more.
"You" are what makes me not alone.
2008 till 2018
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