It seems Darling I have made myself miserable to what is or is not to come. I fret and worry about never seeing you again. All of this worrying has made me so tired. I am a heap of mud- stuck in my own thinking. Oh, next time we meet up in our night wanderings- do tell my soul not to fret! All is well! Affectionately, Sapphire
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