Sunday, December 19, 2004

Love Letters on Cheese

I dream that Ryan & I are in a room together. He knows that I thought that he was cute last summer, and has now written me a heartfelt note. He passes it to me, and akwardly leaves the room. After he leaves, I realize how heavy, and odd feeling the envelope is. It's legal size, and the writing is smudgey on it, addressing it to me. It has a cancelled stamp on it, which has orange in it. I then realize that the letter is wet. Upon closer inspection, I realize that the letter isn't just wet, that it's actually fashioned out of cheese. I need somewhere private to read it, but I also know that it's starting to self destruct from the cheese grease, which is getting worse as the room gets warmer.

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