Dear Kat,

I suppose I have been putting off writing this for awhile.  I can’t stop thinking about you… already I think about you every day, but lately, the word “twilight” has been popping up in the most random places— in books, magazines, newspapers, that new movie preview… the other day I flipped open an art book and the first word I saw was “twilight” … it’s very weird.  What’s up?  What are you trying to tell me?  I had a dream about you a few weeks ago… it was very realistic and very hopeful—you were sick, but it was “going to be okay.”  I don’t remember why I thought that or knew that.  I woke up and for a minute couldn’t shake the dream… I thought it was real for a second, and everything WAS going to be okay.  And then I remembered… that’s probably the worst part.  Going along in the day and then remembering.  It still takes my breath away.  I miss you.  I regret all the times I could have picked up the phone and didn’t, because now I can’t, when I want to the most.  I hope to see you in another dream soon, my friend.

Love,

Nadia