Goal of the day: 682 words. Written: 144.
OK, [censored],
I just wanted to say that... I love talking to you!
I don't like it very much. That is, not so much that I can say "wow" and crow about how wonderful and fantastic everything is for us here. Just - like it.
I like our conversations because I don't care about them.
I come in, say "Hi", and a moment later we're talking about Mary's radio and hedgehogs in the meadows. More moments and more topics. Others.
You know, I like your eyes too.
Even though I haven't seen them. After all, we are communicating by text. Somehow I believe they are quite charming - just like everyone else. Not exceptional.
I quite like your house too.
They are liveable. That's not bad, because not all houses can be lived in. Some houses are uninhabitable, so nobody lives in them.
And I like our relationship.
That it doesn't exist. Absolutely.
So that we can speak not as a couple in love.
And thank goodness! Or whoever.
That there is something to talk about.
yours
Daniel