The Cage

Dear Juliet

Something's haunting me. I can't say how I know, or even if I know, but I suspect you may be on the verge of stepping out of that cage. Going off to get those strawberries, facing the freedom to choose what to do with your life. Shedding the fear and fatigue, finding the strength just to be yourself.

Broken flowers can still bloom.

Either that, or you've gone to Mel's for a burger.

You are free to do that, too.

You have a future. You always did. And it's even been updated.

Yes, time's gone by and tomorrow is another day. But the past has presence, too, and it remains alive and bright on the shores of Point Lobos.

Maybe that's all I need to say, unless you'd like to discuss it some day?

Love,

J.






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