You've Got Mail

I stopped reading you, you know? Since I never got an "answer" from you, only my messages [1, 2] posted in your blog. I thought I didn't even care but then I knew I did, I do. And so I went to your blog today and read. I realize I don't really needed an answer. I read you and I got it. I guess I know what you mean because in some way--strangely or, perhaps, not at all--I feel that way too. I'm solving my puzzle too. You are trying to exorcise your demons writing HAPPY, I do some other things to exorcise mines. We all do that. Today I felt what I felt the first time I read your blog: We are all one and the same. We are linked. We gotta help each other to figure out all this mess we call our lives. I just feel like there are several people like me, like you, trying to step in to the other side, to reborn/restart or something like that. I'm lack of words here. At this point maybe I don't need them anymore, I think you got it. Evolution maybe, is the first word I can think of, we need that, evolution, grow, grow up. So I'm happy, cause I feel like I'm starting to see where to go in my life, maybe you too, I don't know really, but I wish you do. At least we are not dead yet right? Imagine the regret for not giving it a try, just imagine that. Today I know I'll keep reading you, no matter what. Life(s) go(es) on anyway, right?