Time Ache

Dear New York,

Florida is not a drag. The weather has been wonderful. The people are nice. It’s good to see my family.

Time is supposed to make me feel better, to make it go away.

I went away, but nothing feels better. I don’t.

Why is that?

I’ll have to write you more later. I can’t think very clearly right now.

I hope this finds you well. I miss you.


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