What brought this on? Well, I was looking through my sent mail (since g-mail saves it automatically) to see if I had sent a story bit to my sister from that account. I found instead, an e-mail that had been sent accidentally to a certain actor, and the apology e-mail.
I know that this isn't what you want to hear when you're about to
close the biggest deal of your life, but I just can't wait any longer.
Our phone calls are way too short, as though you don't want to talk
to me. And the e-mails you send are even shorter. A sentence or two
at the most.
It's been six months since you said you'd be home in one, and still
you tell me to hold on, to wait until you get yourself together, and
you'll be home soon. I would wait forever, if that's what it took,
but something Ann told me the other day made me realize that I'm not
what you really want.
I can understand that you'd be afraid to tell me, after you saw how my
sister treated her boyfriends, but I can assure you that I'm not like
that. It hurts yes, but I'll get over it, and hope that you do find
what you're looking for.
This was done for a game a friend of mine and I were playing. We would come up with a subject, then a type of person. Then, we would each write a letter from that person's POV on the subject. It was a lot of fun, but I don't talk to him any more. He's moved on. To Ann. LOL.
Heh, I haven't done that since, because I always type in my addresses now, but it reminded me not to do that again. And, as embarrassing as it was, I caught it right after I sent it and sent an apology to the person it got sent to. So, no restraining orders were called on me. That is, if they even would have read it in the first place.