Letter #30.5

So...hi.
 
First off—yes, this is weird. And I’m aware it’s weird. And I’m sorry about that.
 
But, if you squint reeeeeeeaaally hard, it’s kind of like when you popped by my office to show off your Hotel Del Luna pottery before Christmas, which makes it more unexpected than weird.
 
Kind of.
 
If you pretend.
 
A lot.
 
[cough]
 
So, the reason for all of this is that...well, at the risk of sounding much more dramatic than I mean to, the next couple of months have suddenly gotten less, um, certain than I had anticipated. Which means waiting for September to roll around to hand off my K-drama letters in a hilarious pile might not work out as I had assumed it would. (And that’s just from my side—to say nothing of whether you had plans to be back or, barring that, to stop by and say hi otherwise.)
 
I mean, everything might be totally the same, come the Fall, and this might be even sillier than it already seems. But, as I said, things seem a little less according-to-plan than they had, previously, so...who knows. 
 
Either way, I've already bought the brown package-wrapping paper, so I’m committed, now.
 
Anyway. Inside this package, you’ll find a bundle of letters, in order (labeled A-J), starting with the ones I was set to give you in April, right after the last time we spoke, and ending with the ones I completed just before I send this out (so...end of June). And, yes, it’s a lot—but it’s summertime! Think of all the time you have to peruse them! And what better way is there to spend your free time than with my too-long K-drama impressions?
 
I mean, you’re just as free to ignore them, of course. That’s fine, too. But, having spent the amount of time on them all that I did, I’d be remiss not to at least have tried to hand them off.
 
Regardless, I hope you’re having a pleasant summer, taking the time to re-center yourself or...I dunno, not doing any of that (after all, it’s been months since we talked about it). Maybe it’s all just live music and staring serenely out at the ocean, now. Or maybe you’ve taken up quantum physics. (Did…you take up quantum physics? Did you build a time machine??? Erin, if you built a time machine, you have to tell me.) I just hope you're enjoying yourself, whatever you're up to.
 
...and remember I've still got forever-dibs on IU.
 
--Daryl

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