April 8 | This Email Could Have Been a Meeting

This email could have been a meeting.

It also could have been a book.

It could have been scribbled on the corner of a napkin from an idyllic French cafe, somewhere just off the riviera.

Written gracefully in the journal of someone with immaculate, flowing handwriting.

Or carved into the wall of the cave of a mine, the last words of a spelunker about to run out of air.

(though in that last scenario, they might write something besides this?)

Maybe, in a world where anything could be, it’s enough to love what is.

Like this email, which could have been anything, but was lovingly typed on a laptop keyboard that could really use a cleaning.

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