Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Dan,
It's not your birthday, and it's not Valentine's day, but I want to say something to you. Maybe this is something I should just write in a letter to you, but I guess I want to shout to the world how I feel about you, and this is the closest I can get. I'm thinking of that line I told you about from War and Peace, "My dear fellow, one can't everywhere and at all times say all one thinks." This is the crux of it. I believe we all long to do just that. We want someone to know us, to listen to all we have to say. Usually Andrei is right though; we can't say all we think. But I have you. And with you, I can. And I do. If ever a profound thought manages to fight its way into my head, you hear about it. And all those trivial, banal things that I think about, you hear about those too. I have no filter with you. With you, I can explore all of myself, body and soul, and you help me do so. I hope I do the same for you. Thank you for knowing who I am.

2 comments:

Laurie said...

Well, I'm touched anyway.

Marisa said...

That's super sweet.