[ Anathema loves the tactility of paper and actual analog handwriting. It's more personal, more intimate. She still has a pile of creamy stationery that she needs to use up here, but this letter, whatever it is, on this day in particular, feels like maybe it requires a more timely response. Particularly when she's not even sure... what it is, although the words between the splotches and smudges and smears make her heart lurch in her chest. ]
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Hi.