The leaves are beginning to fall here. I haven’t written in such a long time and when I saw these in the yard, it made me think of you. We used to do everything together and now we barely talk. I know that we were angry the last time we visited, but I don’t think we should give up on us over something so trivial. Having any kind of relationship takes work and effort and we have failed on both. I hope this brings back memories for you too as I miss talking and writing with you. Until then.