This will never make sense except to two people

So how are you?

Finally, I got my priorities straight. Would you believe that?

I couldn't.

You are now boring. But i like that. Boring you instead of having your heart torn always.

I'm getting married jules.

I'm happy for you.

I meant that.

Twenty nine huh? Magic number.

Wasn't it suppose to be twenty eight?

I don't want to think about it.

I'm happy for you. You finally got it right. That is what i have prayed for all these years, and that is why I am here at the other end.

Late night conversations looking up at Orion.

Naive me. Optimistic jules.

So when will it be?

Next August.

I smiled. One of my closest friends.

I remember that day when I realized I was looking at a wrong person.

As long as you still like what you see in the mirror, then you don't have to change.

I wonder if my friend knew what impact hundreds of letters would make to my life?

I wonder if my friend knew that in more ways than one, my destiny was shaped by the words that he wrote, by the letters he sent, by his optimism, by his pessimism, by his refusal to follow pipe dreams and to bring me back to reality.

I am proud of him. As he is of me.

Breathe deeply now Jules. You are after all, Louise.