.frankfurt. 2009.to whom it may concern,
yes, i'm writing to you again. how are you doing? i don't care to know how you are really, but they say that's what you're supposed to ask at the beginning of a letter or conversation. this isn't a conversation though; conversations involve two voices. things have changed since we last spoke. i've noticed some interesting developments in you as well. there is a fine line that lies between whether these developments are positive or negative, however. of course you know that your wretched faults remain. they are unchanged and repentance is pending. 'wretched' might even be an understatement. you're notorious for those, aren't you? i was taught the benefits of hyperbole and meiosis from observing you. many things remain pending, dear. be proactive- things don't just happen. we're all waiting patiently. be careful- even patience has a threshold. they asked and insisted and persisted, so i gave them some facts. i thought they were facts anyway. with you though, like those developments, facts hover over a thin line, teetering and tottering between vrai and faux. yesterday's fact is tomorrows fiction, today's letter is next weeks e-mail and this minute is 2 o'clock's quarter to 3. do you follow? if you say no, i'll take that as a yes. please don't say yes. i hope you don't mind that i'd like to address the lists that you wrote. i'm going to go ahead and address them, alright? ready? well, i know it is sensitive, but 3-6 are impossible, outrageous, preposterous. how do you get the audacity to request such things? you must be out of your mind, sweetheart. 7 and 8 are doable. it's really a matter of whether myself or the others will be willing to comply. if i have the time i'll campaign for your cause, but don't count on it. i should be honest- it's likely that i'll do laundry when i have time. but 9-14 are...you know what? they aren't even worth addressing. excuse my request to address the lists, i think i was still under the impression that they deserved or required analysis. but, they should be crumpled up and tossed, just like you crumple up and toss opportunities as they come your way. speaking of ways, by the way, nobody sends their best. in fact, nobody sends anything. i asked them to pretend, but they're unwilling. they told me not to tell you that, but when someone says 'don't tell' they really mean 'please tell.' isn't that so? well, i think that's all for now. don't forget to water the seeds or else springtime will be quite dull, just like the previous season or two.
i suppose i could pretend to send my best, since nobody else will.
best (that's a hyperbole),
dina
yes, i'm writing to you again. how are you doing? i don't care to know how you are really, but they say that's what you're supposed to ask at the beginning of a letter or conversation. this isn't a conversation though; conversations involve two voices. things have changed since we last spoke. i've noticed some interesting developments in you as well. there is a fine line that lies between whether these developments are positive or negative, however. of course you know that your wretched faults remain. they are unchanged and repentance is pending. 'wretched' might even be an understatement. you're notorious for those, aren't you? i was taught the benefits of hyperbole and meiosis from observing you. many things remain pending, dear. be proactive- things don't just happen. we're all waiting patiently. be careful- even patience has a threshold. they asked and insisted and persisted, so i gave them some facts. i thought they were facts anyway. with you though, like those developments, facts hover over a thin line, teetering and tottering between vrai and faux. yesterday's fact is tomorrows fiction, today's letter is next weeks e-mail and this minute is 2 o'clock's quarter to 3. do you follow? if you say no, i'll take that as a yes. please don't say yes. i hope you don't mind that i'd like to address the lists that you wrote. i'm going to go ahead and address them, alright? ready? well, i know it is sensitive, but 3-6 are impossible, outrageous, preposterous. how do you get the audacity to request such things? you must be out of your mind, sweetheart. 7 and 8 are doable. it's really a matter of whether myself or the others will be willing to comply. if i have the time i'll campaign for your cause, but don't count on it. i should be honest- it's likely that i'll do laundry when i have time. but 9-14 are...you know what? they aren't even worth addressing. excuse my request to address the lists, i think i was still under the impression that they deserved or required analysis. but, they should be crumpled up and tossed, just like you crumple up and toss opportunities as they come your way. speaking of ways, by the way, nobody sends their best. in fact, nobody sends anything. i asked them to pretend, but they're unwilling. they told me not to tell you that, but when someone says 'don't tell' they really mean 'please tell.' isn't that so? well, i think that's all for now. don't forget to water the seeds or else springtime will be quite dull, just like the previous season or two.
i suppose i could pretend to send my best, since nobody else will.
best (that's a hyperbole),
dina
I don't know whether I should form this as a letter back to you or just a passing comment.
ReplyDeleteI guess that sentence would serve as my introduction and save me the trouble of thinking of the wording so lets get to the good stuff. I know how soothing it is to talk to the abyss and not hear an echo talking back to you (as i do it a lot), but today my thoughts are going to be that voice, so please allow me: how are you?
I will not say I completely know what your letter is about, but I will tell you what I can reflect on it from my own life. My main interest is that list! I got a list once, in fact I got the same one over and over till I got tired and thought I will not even bring myself to consider that list. No, that's a lie. I took the list, I destroyed everything in my way trying to accomplish that list even if I didn't like what i was doing but I got greedy. I wanted whats on the other side of that list, the outcome. At least the outcome I thought I would get when its all said and done. But the list lied! Till this day, I long for what that list has promised, but regret that I did what the it had told me blindly. I should have waited, thought longer and more carefully about it.But would that really have made a difference? Wasn't it just meant to be? what a dilemma.
yours Truly....
A list hater!
i dont get this. Can someone explain what's going on? Please. What list? What are the points in detail?
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A curious cat.
it's called creative writing -use your imagination :)
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