Letters To E (and Me)

Limbo Rock ike it or not, there is a song by that name from long ago and I steal it for the subject of this email for reasons that almost certainly have nothing to do with the song except for a line or two, perhaps, with some stretching, but the point of this letter is to ask this simple question. How would you feel if I wrote you a letter every day? See I am a writer by nature and I write daily in several places in several ways. I write to friends long gone, I write to a friend of almost 20 years who never looked me in the eye because we've never met (I probably share more with her than with anybody) and I write to myself most of all, every day, unless I get too tired and decided to skip it and that is seldom a good thing for me. Writing is my way of thinking, of releasing creativity, of simply playing in my head (I have so much fun I seldom feel alone unless I am deliberately focusing on feeling alone), and so much more. Writing is my therapy. Writing is also my way of...