It's kinda crazy. Not in any sort of bad sense, but more in this "buh-what?" sense. When we first started talking, it was always really sporadic and I never knew quite what to think of you. But ah-hahahaha~ Even scarier, I never knew quite what you thought of me. And for the longest time, it felt like tiptoeing, like this walk in the dark. And it wasn't really until we actually played in a game together again, brief as it was, that I feel like any distinct connection happened. I think it's honestly because that happened that we got closer than what we ever were before.
And before I knew it, it was just a lot easier to talk with you. Because I realized that in some ways, we're an awful lot more similar than I first realized. I appreciate your bluntness and your hilariously bad sense of humor. You know what kind of humor I'm talking about. Your honesty, too. And your earnestness. Like anyone, you can sometimes get ahead of yourself, but you can also step back and see the bigger picture when you ought to and learn from it. And believe me, that's not an easy thing to do (and fff many people like to just argue they were right instead).
But I think most of all, and it's one thing I've been lacking, myself, these days, is your perseverance. You've been through so much this past year. And yet through all those hard times, you've pushed your limits and made it through. And if you can get through a year like that, Kari, I really don't think there's anything you can't do. And you've proven it to yourself, right? You seem like you're really happy with your new job now. And while I suppose you have a lot of work to do with that writing, too, you'll get there. They say to never rush an artist, after all.
I hope this year has continued to be better for you though. I hope you're much happier. And- okay, a little part of me might hope that maybe we're writing together again because I really do enjoy writing with you. But even if we aren't, it's cool. I'm probably stalking you anyway. Just sayin'.
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It's kinda crazy. Not in any sort of bad sense, but more in this "buh-what?" sense. When we first started talking, it was always really sporadic and I never knew quite what to think of you. But ah-hahahaha~ Even scarier, I never knew quite what you thought of me. And for the longest time, it felt like tiptoeing, like this walk in the dark. And it wasn't really until we actually played in a game together again, brief as it was, that I feel like any distinct connection happened. I think it's honestly because that happened that we got closer than what we ever were before.
And before I knew it, it was just a lot easier to talk with you. Because I realized that in some ways, we're an awful lot more similar than I first realized. I appreciate your bluntness and your hilariously bad sense of humor. You know what kind of humor I'm talking about. Your honesty, too. And your earnestness. Like anyone, you can sometimes get ahead of yourself, but you can also step back and see the bigger picture when you ought to and learn from it. And believe me, that's not an easy thing to do (and fff many people like to just argue they were right instead).
But I think most of all, and it's one thing I've been lacking, myself, these days, is your perseverance. You've been through so much this past year. And yet through all those hard times, you've pushed your limits and made it through. And if you can get through a year like that, Kari, I really don't think there's anything you can't do. And you've proven it to yourself, right? You seem like you're really happy with your new job now. And while I suppose you have a lot of work to do with that writing, too, you'll get there. They say to never rush an artist, after all.
I hope this year has continued to be better for you though. I hope you're much happier. And- okay, a little part of me might hope that maybe we're writing together again because I really do enjoy writing with you. But even if we aren't, it's cool. I'm probably stalking you anyway. Just sayin'.
Here's to a better year.