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Jul 2019
Last weekend, I climbed Yosemite.
Last night, I went to a bar for the first time.
Today, my boss reminded me to send a presentation draft.
This morning.
.
This morning.
.
This morning, the boy who nearly ***** me months ago.
.
Apologized.
.
He sent me an email, so I wouldn't have to see him.
I've left it marked unread, despite reading it twice.
.
I don't know what or whether to respond to him.
I don't know what I'm supposed to feel.
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This was months ago, and I haven't thought about him in at least a month.
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He writes that he didn't apologize earlier partly for fear of making things worse.
Is this "things made worse," this panic and reminder?
?
Dear boy,
I know how you felt then, and I don't know what I feel now.
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Sorrow.
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Thank you for the apology.
I don't know if I can forgive you.
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I hope you are well.
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Best wishes.
Emily.
Not meant to be polished. An exercise in processing.
Amelia of Ames
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Amelia of Ames  Land of Dreams
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