Friday, October 22, 2004

Dear Walter:
are you still trying to translate my last e-mail? sorry about that... I just meant to make you work a little bit... shame on me... what happened is that I though I had gotten over our story, and you suddenly bring me back to our time in California... I felt it wasn't fair... I am fine, working, resting, living... life goes on, unless there is some reason to get stock on past. I told you once I would be able to left you behind, and I am doing it OK... but you? what is going on with you? are you as fine as you seem to be? to be honest with you, I still think about you sometimes and I'm not afraid to let you know it. I'm totally capable to afford my feelings, as you should know... and you? Think about it. But hurry up.

Me