for your eyes only.

O.K. O.K. This is me breathing. Telling myself *sh sh sh sh sh* it's all going to be O.K. because that's just what happens. I'm scared, Jane. I love you, yes. I know you love me. That is also a positive, but can't I be allowed, just a little bit, to be scared? I've been writing a  lot. A lot A lot. More than I ever wrote to you and more than I've ever done anything else in my entire life. And it's only been like two days. Jane's gone on an adventure or two. It's very very interesting. I am rather proud of myself. I don't think you'd like the way I portray her though. It's very. . . Not you, to say the least. Speaking in code has been my forte as of late. I've been reading a lot. I've read two books on the subject of psychological and one on the subject of screenwriting. All in about one week, all very interesting and all very educational. I. Love you Jane. I love you so so much. Please don't forget me. I know you won't. Don't say anything on the subject, please just let me think a little bit. . . Still thinking. Sorry. I won't be done talking for a very very long time.